the stars are ours
the moon is too
we've got it all
me and you
our love sticks
like a treacly
goo
we sure make
flames of passion
imbue
as we mix
our potent
brew

baby them days
aint done with yet
we can still stir
the furnace of love
you bet

snow is on the roof
but the blood remains hot
why don't you and I
go on a sultry trot

the stars and moon
ever say
that love's embers
agelessly
flicker
away