Your First Clue:
February 21, 2019
On a picnic morning without a warning
I looked at you and somehow I knew
I looked at you and somehow I knew
On a day for singing
My heart went winging
A picnic grove was our rendezvous
My heart went winging
A picnic grove was our rendezvous
You and I in the sunshine
We strolled the fields and farms
At the last light of evening
I held you in my arms
We strolled the fields and farms
At the last light of evening
I held you in my arms
Now when days grow stormy
And lonely for me
I just recall picnic time and you
And lonely for me
I just recall picnic time and you
Now when days grow stormy
And lonely for me
I just recall picnic time and you
And lonely for me
I just recall picnic time and you
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