Sweet blue eyes
Take me down to the valley
Where I may confide
In movements of fireflies.

Back to play
In our youth with our backs
Turned to the creek
When you whispered to me
"I love you,"

Perhaps forgetten
But I forgive you if
You turn around to see
My heart leak onto this:
Pull you gently for a kiss.

Porcelain skin
Melting into nothing
I would give the moon
Just for us to relive
The time you loved me.