Sunday Night

You looked at me, with hope, I could see The excitement in your wide eyes blazed. Your anticipation was growing inside And on your glowing radiance I gazed. The guitars built, the drum tempo pounding. In unison our song was sung out loud. The crescendo arrived and we were completely Serenaded by the choir of the crowd. Occasions like that stay with us forever. Never, forget the moment our Doves soared So high in our perfect crystallised moment Of love as we danced and sang out our hearts.