Inspired by a friend’s FB status update: “Suddenly aware of how whimsical this line is: Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars”.
In no particular order, the lines that have haunted me:
In llama land, there’s a one-man band and he’ll toot his flute for you – Come fly with me
I feel like I’m clinging to a cloud – Misty
When we said our first hello, little did we know – Strangers in the Night
You haunt me with reveries of days gone by – In My Solitude
I feel your face in every flower, your eyes in stars above – The Very Thought Of You
Carry moonbeams home in a jar – Would You Like to Swing on a Star
It’s still the same old story, the fight for love and glory, a case of do or die – As Time Goes By
Unphotographable, yet you’re my favourite work of art – My Funny Valentine
She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair – The Lady is a Tramp
Where my heart can go journeying, over the shadow and the rain to a blossom-covered lane – Skylark
Update: Just thought of another one – Do I love you because you’re beautiful, or are you beautiful, because I love you? – Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella.
Ok, I am officially a sop.