Holiday

Your hand in mine
Oh, how divine if we could greet the day
Under the Milky Way

Your rosy cheek
My lips would seek if we could steal away
Go on a holiday

You came at midnight deep inside a dream
So who am I to say what this should mean?
But all I know is that my beating heart is yours to take
And I'm afraid that it will
Wake me up with birds
Your gentle words sound like a lullaby
Sweet sibilant simple sigh

If you should frown I fear the world would drown
Fall into deepest dark
Much greater than Central Park

You came at daybreak in a waking dream
So who am I to say what this should mean?
But all I know is that my beating heart is yours to keep

And I don't want to fall asleep