try to invent new rhythms. That would let her know. All the thrills I feel. When her lips touch mine. . Make her know. There would be a strain. So full of tenderness. That she must confess
Graduation day. Graduation day. . It's a time for joy. A time for tears. A time we'll treasure. Through the years. We'll remember always. Graduation day. . At the senior prom. We danced