In the dim of light,
She was sitting.
So pretty, so kind.
Can't get her off,
any part of my mind.

Her words were quiet,
and I won't forget,
on this scorching day,
When her mind first,
Came my way.  

Was half past three
When she walked
Into the sunlight.
From then on, she's
never out of sight.

She lives down on Queen
It suits her well, as she,
Invites me over now
Loves a ship with her,
except without a bow