Not for me, just a one night story
Words of love, so sweet, but empty
Like a song that you’ve heard so many times in your life
There alone, with three too many
This is not how I want love to be
Here today, and tomorrow’s like before once again
How I love watching old-time movies, love stories
Where it seemed they had so much time for love
By candlelight and roses, he would take her hand
A piano softly then would play a melody for two
By candlelight they knew love’s not a passing breeze
And then their song becomes a symphony
Look around as the world moves faster
Rushing on, knowing time’s your master
Tender love, is it really just a dream that I have?
Can it be that I’m just old fashioned
Hoping it will really happen
As it does when I see it in my fantasy?
How I love watching old-time movies, love stories
Where it seemed they had so much time for love
By candlelight and roses, he would take her hand
A piano softly then would play a melody for two
By candlelight they knew love’s not a passing breeze
And then their song becomes a symphony
By candlelight they knew love’s not a passing breeze
And then their song becomes a symphony
A symphony by candlelight