Orange Blossoms In Summertime
Curtis Lundy, Kurt Elling
When winter is on again
Fragrance ends
And the withered leaves
Drift down from the dying trees
As they find release
But I'll remember it:
The sweet perfume of
Orange blossoms in summer time
And when we are far apart
And my heart
Feels a winter chill
I've got to lay down and cry
But I know, by and by
That I'll remember it:
The sweet perfume of
Orange blossoms in summer time
