I’m Falling

I’m falling; I’m falling, falling in love again. The sun is out, love is in the air and I’m falling in love again. No black clouds on the horizon, only white ones trimmed with gold. Tell how two hearts tell each other secrets untold. Blue birds are singing on every vine. Singing sweetly, oh darling will you be mine. For I’m falling and falling in love again. The sweet scent of roses drifts through the air which makes the heart lighter and want to dance on air. All because I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling in love again. 14 July 2008