I REMEMBER WHITE LILACS BLOOMING THE DAY YOU TOOK MY HAND. THE PERFUME MADE US AS DIZZY AS THE SUDDEN REALIZATION OF OUR LOVE. LIKE ALL THINGS LILAC TIME CAME TO AN END AND WHEN I TURNED ROUND YOU HAD GONE. SOON IT WILL ONCE AGAIN BE LILAC TIME HOPING TO MAKE YOU AGAIN MINE IF LOVE COMES A SECOND TIME.