the sun has set,
the leaves are falling,
the air is cold and my mind is sinking into a state
in which I dream
of you
if tonight is the last night I'll see you,
then tonight I will be yours,
everyday after that in the night
I will dream that I'm with you,
and promise I'll never let you go
let you go
weeks have gone by,
since I have kissed you,
I long to hold you firm in my arms,
and whisper the three most sacred words in the world
your mystery casts a spell on me,
I'm a prisoner of a want and need,
I cross the distance,
to feel your touch and grace,
you walk away and I wonder
will I see you again