That's The Jazz That I Like -

Memories, How They Linger In The Twilight And In The Wee Small Hours Sometimes Just Before Dawn.

From The Dark End Of The Street - To The Bright Side Of The Road - We'll Be Lovers Once Again On The - Bright Side Of The Road

Making Love In The Green Grass Behind The Stadium With You My Brown Eyed Girl.

The Summer Breeze Was Blowing On Your Face Within Your Violet You Treasure Your Summery Words And As The Shiver From My Neck Down To My Spine Ignited Me In Daylight And Nature In The Garden

Meet Them Halfway With Love, Peace, And Persuasion, And Expect Them To Rise For The Occasion.