I'll be your stream
If you'll be my paper boat?
love never does seem to float
but promise me you'll sail in my dreams
And think of me dear sailor boy
with joy

You whispered "Remember me"
But I see you slipping away, from my memory
I promised I would never forget, how could I?
your lips, the touch of your skin, those eyes
Yet I try to go back, searching my mind, but its a foggy hue
So I'll sit here trying to remember, if those eyes were hazel or blue?

You've been dealt a hand,
as has everyone else.
Large numbers, nines and tens,
yet not a single king or queen.
Alas the winner before you is the Ace of Hearts,
your Holy Grail.

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,
Bid adieu to girlish days,
Happy Love is come to woo
Thee and woo thy girlish ways—
The zone that doth become thee fair,
The snood upon thy yellow hair,

When thou hast heard his name upon
The bugles of the cherubim
Begin thou softly to unzone
Thy girlish ***** unto him
And softly to undo the snood
That is the sign of maidenhood.