In the bright stars of the night
Her body is shown twinkling
Curved to perfection
Shining oh so bright
When she’s near the new-year’s here
When she’s near me we’re all alone
The absence of the human race is fine when she’s near
No body can tell me that when she’s near she won’t be here
Waves are crashing
People are walking
I’m holding you near and dear
The fire between us has diminished to a candle lit dinner
When she’s walking away from me on the street
My longing for her walks away too
When she’s holding my hand
I’m holding her tightly
Will this feeling last?
Is it truly meant to be?
Me and you?
Can we do this?
Can we be one?