Lemonade

Lemonade
His love is sweeter than lemonade

I watch him walk along the bay
And take a boat out from the shore
As he sails I hear him play
The songs that make me love him more

And in the evening he’ll return
To the shore along the bay
And we’ll dance as fires burn

And the night falls on the day

His love is sweeter than lemonade
With little kisses like candy
He likes to tango to Doris Day
And sing along with Sandy
We calypso in the evening shade
And watch the sun go down on the sea
His love is sweeter than lemonade
And he belongs to me

I feel his eyes lock onto mine
As he takes me by the hand
And his lips they taste of wine
As we move across the sand

I see him high upon the hill
As I’m walking by the stream
But it’s a story unfulfilled
Because he’s only in my dream