Sun-tanned, Wind-blown Honeymooners at last alone. Feeling far above par. Oh, how lucky we are! While
I give to you and you give to me, True love, true love. So on and on it'll always be, True love, true love. For you and I Have a guardian angel on high, With nothin' to do. But to give to you and to give to me, Love forever true.
For you and I Have a guardian angel on high, With nothin' to do. But to give to you and to give to me, Love forever true. Love forever true.