Some Romantic Afternoon

Some Romantic afternoon, I will hear that haunting tune, The one that I would softly croon, By a lagoon. We'd go sailing on a summer breeze, So serene such a scene of bliss, Now it all seems just a myth, Like Brigadoon. Sometimes I dream of Southern Spain, I see those sweet sweet streets again, My youth has gone forever, Not to return, Sometimes I can't control the tears, How they burn my eyes, As I look back On those lost years. Some Romantic Afternoon, I will hear that haunting tune, The one that I would softly croon, By a lagoon.