As the morning light dawns so does our love grow. Like the love of Romeo and Juliet. while the day moves on we meet and dance our love continues to bloom like Fred and Ginger in the meadow of flowers and if the clouds cover the sun and our love seems to grow dim I’ll stand by you till the very end like Lancelot and Guinevere throughout the war As the sun goes to bed And we share and make our love Just as Anthony and Cleop...