Loving you has such a fresh flavor That sometimes I think I don't deserve To pick the fruit from your tender orchard I think I'm dreaming but it's true.
Loving you has a different flavor That intoxicates me like red wine Loving you is the color of adventure You have courage and you have tenderness.
Of moon and sun I am a brush That does nothing but draw your skin. Of moon and sun I am a painter In the landscape of this beautiful love.
Loving you has such a fresh flavor That sometimes I think I don't deserve To pick the fruit from your tender orchard I think I'm dreaming but it's true.
Loving you has a different flavor That intoxicates me like red wine Loving you is the color of adventure You have courage and you have tenderness.
Of moon and sun I am a brush That does nothing but draw your skin. Of moon and sun I am a painter In the landscape of this beautiful love
Of moon and sun I am a brush That does nothing but draw your skin. Of moon and sun I am a painter In the landscape of this beautiful love
Loving you has such a fresh flavor That sometimes I think I don't deserve To pick the fruit from your tender orchard I think I'm dreaming but it's true.
Loving you has a different flavor That intoxicates me like red wine Loving you is the color of adventure You have courage and you have tenderness.
Of moon and sun I am a brush That does nothing but draw your skin. Of moon and sun I am a painter In the landscape of this beautiful love.
Loving you has such a fresh flavor That sometimes I think I don't deserve To pick the fruit from your tender orchard I think I'm dreaming but it's true.
Loving you has a different flavor That intoxicates me like red wine Loving you is the color of adventure You have courage and you have tenderness.
Of moon and sun I am a brush That does nothing but draw your skin. Of moon and sun I am a painter In the landscape of this beautiful love
Of moon and sun I am a brush That does nothing but draw your skin. Of moon and sun I am a painter In the landscape of this beautiful love