Dublin can be heaven...With coffee at eleven...And a stroll in Stephen's green. There's no need to hurry....There's no need to worry...You're the king and the lady's a queen. Grafton Street's a wonderland...There's magic in the air....There's diamonds in the lady's eyes...And gold-dust in her hair
And if you don't believe me...Come and meet me there...In Dublin on a sunny Summer morning
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Love the orange stockings goes very well with her hair. Your descreption sounds like it would make a great song.
even at a distance you noticed 

