Из альбома: Her Very Best
Who are we To doubt the things we see
A rose, a leaf, a tree
And who are they
To dare to say
Our love can never be Ask yourself
And ask the friendly dove
Why bluebirds mate above
Then who are we to turn the key
That locks the door to love
As sure as summer follows spring
As sure as Sunday church bells ring
As sure as oceans ebb and flow
I know, I know
Love is on For mortals such as we Just who would disagree
So to deny a love so true
My darling, who are we