Corey Hart - Sonnets From The Portuguese Lyrics
Oh na, na, oh noOh yeaForgive my reveries of rapturous days in DecemberIndulge me if I cut a single orchid in your namePerhaps my senses are a kaleidoscope forever yearningAnd I am all at once so helpless to dissuade[The love you give, the love you give]It turns and turns a thousand days[The love you give, the love you give](The love you give, the love you give)With wings to lift my spirit high(The love you give oh)Across the desert hillsMy path was marked by stars above meMoonlit desires to trace our figures in the sandSmooth alabaster carpet flying slowlyAnd we are free to set our souls out to the wind[The love you give, the love you give]It turns and turns a thousand days[The love you give, the love you give](The love you give, the love you give)With wings to lift my spirit high(The love you give oh, eh)Oh yea[The love you give]The love you giveBlowing my mind[Ah the love you give]See the locket in your name[Say]Forgive my revelry[Say, say]Standing still here alone[You're here][Yea, yea]OhEnchanted, standing stillIn the honey-mustard fields of IndiaForever warm December breezes in our heartsThe truest lines ever discovered you found to bring me"Sonnets from the Portuguese"Only lovers can explain[Lovers]Lovers can explain(The love you give, the love you give)It turns and turns a thousand days(The love you give, the love you give)(The love you give, the love you give)With wings to lift my spirit high(The love you give, oh no, no)[Love you give, love you give]It turns and turns a thousand days[Love you give, love you give][Love you give, love you give][Love you give, love you give][Love you give, love you give][Love you give, love you give][Love you give]Love you give
