Lyrics:

My memory keeps me turning 'round
Turning around
Looking down the valley of years
Where cunning magpies steal your name
I'm watching your face
Appear on a cloud drifting by
I'm so much in love
Like a little soldier catching butterflies
No man loves like I love you, wouldn't you like to love me too?
In the heat of the morning
In the shadows I clip your wings
And tomorrow will find us
In the heat of the morning
I'll take the flower from your hand
Challenge the trees to take away my place with you
I'll take the diamonds from the sun, organize the breeze
I'll prove that it can be done
Oh I'm so much in love
Like the silent moonbeams speckled on the sea
No man loves like I love you, wouldn't you like to love me too?
In the heat of the morning
In the shadows I clip your wings
And tomorrow will find us
In the heat of the morning
In the heat of the morning
In the shadows I clip your wings
And tomorrow will find us
In the heat of the morning