CLAIR

Clair, the moment I met you I swear I felt as if something, somewhere

Had happened to me, which I couldn’t see, and then, the moment I met you again

I knew in my heart that we were friends, it had to be so, it couldn’t be no.

But try as hard as I might do I don’t know why, you get to me in a way I can’t describe

Words mean so little when you up and smile, I don’t care what people say

To me you’re more than a child, oh Clair, Clair.

 

Clair, if ever a moment so rare was captured for all to compare

That moment is you in all that you do.

But why, in spite of our age difference, do I cry?

Each time I leave you I feel I could die.

Nothing means more to me than hearing you say

“I’m going to marry you, will you marry me uncle Ray?”

Oh, Clair, Clair.

 

Clair, I’ve told you before, don’t you care,

Get back into bed, can’t you see that it’s late.

No, you can’t have a drink, oh, all right, then, but wait just a bit

Awhile ín an effort to baby sit, capture my breath, what there is left of it.

You can be murder at this hour of the day,

But in the morning the sun will seem a life time away

Oh, Clair, Clair.

Oh, Clair!

 

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