Lemonade

Lemonade,  Lemonade, Lemonade,Always on a hot summer's day.I recall one day in AdelaideWhen you froze summer with the words you would say.

The Morning Of Our Lives

We walked along the shaded path, Hand in hand,  in tandem; We bathed in early sunbeams, We made this our memorandum.

The English Junkie

The other day,  I was watching You've Got Mail,  for what may well be, admittedly, the 6th or 7th time, and while I was thoroughly enjoying it, sighing in the same manner, in the necessary parts of the movie, as I did the first time I watched it,  and breaking out into smiles of unabashed …