There’s still some little time

To do whatever we like

Before the sun hall hide

From the clouds behind.

You don’t need to lie

To hide that you are mine

And I say I’m yours

In soul and mind.

I don’t need to see

The songs you use to write

To hear the feeling

Your heart is singing

With such delight

For the muse of your eyes.

The day is over

And we shared it all

With no stops or regrets.

It was all meant to be

For sweethearts like you and me.

Now, play your violin,

I’ll sing for thee

And we will hear

The singing of our souls.