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Cliff Richard – The Day I Met Marie lyrics
Imaging a still summer's day.
When nothing is moving.
Least Of All Me.
I lay on my back in the hay.
The warm sun was soothing.
It made me feel good.
The day I met Marie.
The Sound of her whisper hello.
Came tiptoing softly into my head.
I opened my eyes kinda slow.
And there she was smiling.
It made me feel good.
The day I met Marie.
With the laughing eyes.
She'd toss her hair and tantalize.
She came to touch me then she's gone
Just like a summer breeze.
I remember her kiss
So soft on my brow
And the way that she said
Baby go to sleep now
Baby go to sleep now
I woke with the chill in the air
The warm sun no longer hung in the sky
I reached out but she was not there
She'd gone where she came from
But I still feel good
To think I've known Marie
With the laughing eyes
She'd toss her hair and tantalize
She came to touch me then she's gone
Just like a summer breeze
When nothing is moving.
Least Of All Me.
I lay on my back in the hay.
The warm sun was soothing.
It made me feel good.
The day I met Marie.
The Sound of her whisper hello.
Came tiptoing softly into my head.
I opened my eyes kinda slow.
And there she was smiling.
It made me feel good.
The day I met Marie.
With the laughing eyes.
She'd toss her hair and tantalize.
She came to touch me then she's gone
Just like a summer breeze.
I remember her kiss
So soft on my brow
And the way that she said
Baby go to sleep now
Baby go to sleep now
I woke with the chill in the air
The warm sun no longer hung in the sky
I reached out but she was not there
She'd gone where she came from
But I still feel good
To think I've known Marie
With the laughing eyes
She'd toss her hair and tantalize
She came to touch me then she's gone
Just like a summer breeze
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