: This is the story of a starry night, The faded glory of a new delight One breathless meeting, Two lips repeating Three precious words that were
two, What?s your story morning glory Got a feeling there?s a lot you?re concealin? So won?t you tell me that you love me too... What?s your story
two, What's your story morning glory Got a feeling there's a lot you're concealina? So wona?t you tell me that you love me too... What's your story