In the kind summer winds
as clocks chime midnight
I see you dancing and smiling
with the carefree attitudes of yesteryear

It's twelve my love
don't you know they are waiting for us
venture on, pick up pace
with all our teardrops and lace

Sweet sister I understand
but we must go to another land
I like it as much as you
but sweet sister we have to go

Don't you dare cry
for I can do that for you
we can do a lot in a year
don't you cry, we truly can do

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris