Lingering in the soft midnight breeze Sweet scents of perfume Spanish wine and you Stolen moments So precious, so few Did I really make love to you Promises we made Will they quickly fade Were they wishful dreams we made too late But that moment I held you so close to me Every fear was gone And your touch was real Love was complete Is your love made of a memory Or could it be Just fantasy Summer nights Warm and filled with delight I wait here for you Hoping you will appear Gentle words, echo in my heart As you whisper love into my ear Promises we made Will they quickly fade Were they wishful dreams We made too late But that moment I held you so close to me Every fear Was gone And your touch was real Love was complete Is your love made of a memory Or could it be just Fantasy