kiss your hand touched by the incredible longwindedness of your wordy praise thank you my sunshine singing in the rain and handkiss
In dreams I kiss your hand, madame, your typing fingertips, And while in slumberland, madame, I'm begging for your lips. I haven't any right, madame, to do the things I do. Just when I hold you tight, madame, you vanish with the night, madame. In dreams I kiss your hand, madame, do yagyas my dreams come true. here your choice of a schmaltz version Whispering Baritone -- with all typical syncopated thrills http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7cvD3k_Klk Bing Crosby http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7IkZdOatmY Hermann Prey http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLjTJtR6kQk&feature=watch_response --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Sal Sunshine <salsunshine@...> wrote: > > On Nov 10, 2011, at 8:06 AM, merudanda wrote: > > > > > I thought FFL was only true in fairy tales > > Meant for someone else but not for me. > > But FFL was out to get me > > That's the way it seemed. > > Disappointment haunted all my dreams. > > > > Then I saw your post, now I'm a believer > > Not a trace of doubt in my mind. > > I couldn't leave the place if I tried. > > > > I thought FFL was more or less a givin' thing, > > Seems the more I gave the less I got. > > What's the use in tryin'? > > All you get is pain. > > When I needed sunshine I got rain. > > > > Then I saw your post, now I'm a believer > > Not a trace of doubt in my mind. > > Excellent! > > Sal >
