Holiday

Your hand in mine

Oh, how divine if we could greet the day

Under the Milky Way

Your rosy cheek

My lips would seek if we could steal away

Go on a holiday

You came at midnight deep inside a dream

So who am I to say what this should mean?

But all I know is that my beating heart is yours to take

And I'm afraid that it will

Wake me up with birds

Your gentle words sound like a lullaby

Sweet sibilant simple sigh

If you should frown I fear the world would drown

Fall into deepest dark

Much greater than Central Park

You came at daybreak in a waking dream

So who am I to say what this should mean?

But all I know is that my beating heart is yours to keep

And I don't want to fall asleep