Pages in the wind

On a city street in autumn
On cold November day
Lies an old discarded novel
That my lover threw away.

Chorus
Their lovers’ tale was told on pages
Turning in the wind,
How they laughed and how they danced
And how they turned it into sin.
On city streets in spring they’d meet
Their story had begun.
A tale of tenderness, so sweet,
Of two becoming one.
Hot summer city streets they’d meet,
Their plot of passion penned.
Sizzling through the summer heat,
Who thought their love could end?

Chorus
Their lovers’ tale was told on pages
Turning in the wind,
How they laughed and how they danced
And how they turned it into sin.
On a city street in winter
She once more became a wife.
Now I’m just another chapter
In the story of her life.

Chorus
Pages turning in the wind,
Tell tale of lovers,
How we laughed and how we sinned.

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