[That scent... that most wonderful scent. She was here somewhere, but where was she? That does it. He was too low. He needed to be higher!
Upon releasing the trees, he was up like a shot, carried by massive, leathery wings. It was the perfect time for a chorus:]
Is this love that I'm feeling? Is this the love that I've been searching for? Is this love or am I dreaming? This must be love 'Cause it's really got a hold on me A hold on me...!
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Upon releasing the trees, he was up like a shot, carried by massive, leathery wings. It was the perfect time for a chorus:]
Is this love that I'm feeling?
Is this the love that I've been searching for?
Is this love or am I dreaming?
This must be love
'Cause it's really got a hold on me
A hold on me...!