Cupid hath pulled back his sweetheart's bow, to cast divine arrows into her soul.. To grab her attention, swift and quick, or morrow the marrow of her bones be thick..
We watch the children playing. Beside the Christmas tree. The presents are wrapped up, so beautiful. And secretly. The gifts you hide. The fun awaits for you inside.
Come with me. . All you need is something I'll believe. Flashlights in the hall but no call. 'Cause when my day is done I find where I belong. Waiting on the curb for you to come to carry on.