Nat Stuckey - When Is a Kiss Really a Kiss

From a little acorn a big tree grows
From a little kiss what happened nobody knows
It may mean the beginning or the end
Or it may mean that happiness is waiting round the bend
The game of love is a gamble anyway
And one little kiss might be the way that you will have to pay
Still you can forget the kiss that caused your heart to break
And a gambler never forgets the time he lost his biggest take
When is a kiss really a kiss after a week are you still gonna miss
The touch of her lips the perfume of her hair
Will you wish that everywhere you go she could still be there

One little kiss can begin a love that's true
How can you be sure that she feels the same as you
You can wait until you feel your love grow
Or give it all the hurt and still you might not know
When is a kiss really a kiss after a week are you still gonna miss
The touch of her lips the perfume of her hair
Will you wish that everywhere you go she can still be there