(c. stepney - r. rudolph) Blowing softly through a meadow Laughing like a baby, breeze tapping Lightly at the treetops, whispering among the leaves You hear the magic song, that ancient poets sing It's sweet as morning dew and sounds a lot like springtime When you close your eyes You feel your heat go there So close your eyes and you may find that Fireflies were as bright as stars; Close your eyes and remember Summertime lingered on and on Close your eyes and remember Your first love made the world stand still Close your eyes and remember Close your eyes and remembers when The moon was made of cheese Racing swiftly through the mountains Bubbling along the stream Sighing sweetly through the hollow Gentle as an infant's dream
(c. stepney - r. rudolph) Blowing softly through a meadow Laughing like a baby, breeze tapping Lightly at the treetops, whispering among the leaves You hear the magic song, that ancient poets sing It's sweet as morning dew and sounds a lot like springtime When you close your eyes You feel your heat go there So close your eyes and you may find that Fireflies were as bright as stars; Close your eyes and remember Summertime lingered on and on Close your eyes and remember Your first love made the world stand still Close your eyes and remember Close your eyes and remembers when The moon was made of cheese Racing swiftly through the mountains Bubbling along the stream Sighing sweetly through the hollow Gentle as an infant's dream
