I'LL TAKE YOUR HAND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

I'll come to you in the hollow,

and take your hand in the middle of the night.

We'll run along the rocks by the ocean

and our laughter will echo among the reefs.

We'll laugh until our eyes twinkle

so much they match the stars,

and until our souls also twinkle

so much they match likewise,

and until our lips are crossed

so much and so well,

that there's no difference between

lips and eyes and souls and stars,

because all that there is is happiness-

then that's where we can stop,

-and stay.