Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice warmer than the summer night,. The clouds were like an alabaster palace rising to a snowy height,. Each star it's own aurora borealis suddenly you held me tight,.
Feelin' very sad 'cause it's bad when you're all alone,. Baby please prepare for me there, 'cause I'll soon be home.. Can't imagine why, but I'm high and I still feel low,.