My love,
You are young
And carefree
And the spark in your eyes
Would lit your heart afire
And sometimes lead you awry
And when years,
Like winter shadows
Prolong, dissolve and
Pass you by
And your soul gets tired
Of your prevailing plight
Just shut your eyes
And remember how
The moon once lit the night
Tonight, tonight.
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