Desirée

It was the third of June

On that summer's day

When I became a man

At the hands of a girl almost twice my age

And she came to me

Just like a morning sun

And it wasn't so much her words as such

As the way they were sung

It was the way they were sung

Desirée

Oh, Desirée

There I was found by the sweet passion sound

Of your loving song

Time was right, the night was long

Remember, Desirée

Oh, Desirée

Somehow, I knew

I could only have you till the morning light

If only for that single night

Sweet Desirée, you made it right

Then came the fourth of June

On that sleepless night

Well, I tossed and I turned

While the thought of her burned up and down my mind

For she was there and gone

Without one regret

But she continues on like the words of a song

I could not forget

I could not forget

Desirée

Oh, Desirée

There I was found by the sweet passion sound

Of your loving song

Time was right, the night was long

Remember, Desirée

Oh, Desirée

And though somehow I knew

I could only have you till the morning light

The night was long, the time was right

Do you remember, Desirée?

Oh, Desirée

Do you remember, Desirée?