And we may see the meadow in December ... Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice Warmer than, warmer than the summer night The clouds were like an alabaster palace Rising to a snowy height Each star its own aurora borealis Suddenly you held me tight I could see the midnight sun I cant explain the silver rain that found me Or was that a moonlit veil? The music of the universe around me Or was that a nightingale, a nightingale And then your arms miraculously found me Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly the sky turned pale I could see the midnight sun Was there such a night Its a thrill I still dont quite believe But after you were gone There was still some stardust on my sleeve Stardust on my sleeve The flame of it may dwindle to an ember And the stars, and the stars And the stars forget to shine And we may see the meadow in December Icy white, icy white and crystalline But oh, my darling always Ill remember When, when your lips were close When your lips where close to mine And I saw the midnight sun And I saw the midnight sun And I saw the midnight sun
Posted on: Tue, 18 Nov 2014 04:46:22 +0000
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