DESIREE Neil DiamondWritten By Neil DiamondIt Was The Third Of JuneOn That Younger DayWell I Became A ManAt The Hands Of A GirlAlmost Twice My AgeAnd She Came To MeJust Like A Morning SunAnd It Wasn't So MuchHer Words As SuchAs The Way They Were SungIt Was The Way They Were SungDesireeOh, DesireeThere I Was FoundBy The Sweet Passion SoundOf You Loving SongTime Was Right, The Night Was LongRemember, DesireeOh DesireeSomehow I KnewI Could Only Have You'Til The Morning LightIf Only For That Single NightSweet Desiree, You Made It Right.Then Came The Fourth Of JuneOn That Sleepless NightWell I Tossed And I TurnedWhile The Thought Of Her BurnedUp And Down My MindFor She Was There And GoneWithout One RegretBut She Continues OnLike The Words Of A SongI Could Not ForgetI Could Not ForgetDesireeOh, DesireeThere I Was FoundBy The Sweet Passion SoundOf Your Loving SongTime Was Right, The Night Was LongRemember, DesireeOh, DesireeAnd Though Somehow I KnewI Could Only Have You'Til The Morning LightThe Night Was Long, The Time Was RightDo You Remember, Desiree