Postcards from Amsterdam, Phone calls from Birmingham To tell me only how you miss me Received your telegram, Now you said: "Here I am" The way you hold and kiss me Oh darling, darling, darling, Leave a little love for later on Darling, darling, darling, So that you can come back when you've gone I idolise Your magic eyes And I imagine all the good things We will do (We will do) Darling, darling, darling, Leave a little secret under shown Darling, darling, darling, So that you can come again for more My fantasy Runs fancy free And I imagine all the good things We will do (We will do) It's been a long-long time And you and me will climb The mountains and the hills of passion Soft satin skin to skin Oh, what a mood I'm in Bewitched by one impression