As I traveled the world over
you were just a memory
until I swam in picture postcards
from California to Tennessee
how you won me over
the way you kissed me tenderly
you had no rich man's gold to speak of
but a song you sang to me
I will always love you
even though we're not meant to be
will we ever know the answer
will we ever be
With a thousand miles between us
you know my life's a shade of blue
will you meet me at the alter
where we'll boldly say I do
and if I cannot lay beside you
I'd crawl inside this telephone line
where I'll hibernate forever
till I feel your lips on mine