Love ranges from just fascination to something almost spiritual. In the case with my wife Barbara it just keeps growing all the time.

I close my eyes, then I drift away, into the magic night I softly say. A silent prayer, like dreamers do, then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.

Love ranges from just fascination to something almost spiritual. In the case with my wife Barbara it just keeps growing all the time.

People often ask me how would I like to be remembered and I answer that I would simply like to be remembered.

As you stopped to say hello, oh, you wished me well, you couldn't tell that I'd been crying over you.

Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth. No one could look as good as you, mercy.

Only the lonely know the way I feel tonight.