Hold you close as night prevails
Lay a spell if all else fails
Never to awaken and take flight
Never seemed as one that might
But to make certain in my aim
From her rosy lips I must
If faith be lost in thy own skill,
Come to me and have your fill.
For all things virtue in us resides;
Whether fair or foul, and besides,
What is a man that never ails?
What is a friend that in
May you stay as beautiful as now,
Across the tides of time.
May you be a relic in my heart,
Across the tides of time.
May we age together and forever,
Across the tides of time.
May we learn to
