As the moon shines on the River Thames.
Making the water shin beautifully.
Beautiful as the eyes I see.
And the stars shine.
Shine like your beautiful face
Walking the bridge.
Across the Thames.
On a bitter cold Sunday Evening.
Drinking my coffee.
Drinking your tea.
As the cold breeze, blow in our faces.
The beautiful young Canadian woman.
With a beautiful accent.
Speaking French so sweet.
Sweet as the coffee I'm having.
And the warmth of the coffee.
The warmth I feel in you.
Speaking English so perfect.
Perfect like the conversation we were having.
R