Our time is nearly gone
After winter comes the dawn
Will your sunshine smile rise again?
Must I now face this unknown when?
I dread to dream of dreary days
To live without your charming ways
And tangle with the heavy weather
While I dream of us together
But a favor I now ask of you
Your tender lips 'gainst mine
Ere we bid ado?
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