On a picnic morning, Without a warning, I looked at you, And somehow I knew . . . It must have been Moonglow, Way up in the blue, It must have been Moonglow, That led me straight to you . . . I still hear you sayin' Dear heart hold me fast, And I start in prayin' Oh Lord, please let this last, We . . . seem to float right through the air, Heavenly songs seem to come from everywhere, An' now when there's Moonglow, Way up in the blue, I always remember, That Moonglow gave me you . . . You and I in the sunshine, We strolled the fields and far, Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere, And now when there's Moonglow Way up in the blue, I always remember, That Moonglow gave me you, That Moonglow gave me you, That Moonglow gave me you . . .
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