Your delicate hand
Is pale, your finger
perfect
To fit the golden band
Your delicate hand
Is pale, your finger
perfect
To fit the golden band
I gave my heart, and put
All my eggs in one
basket, but
I have no regrets
I count my blessings
I count them twice
I thank the lord
For one so nice
I will always love you
Until the very end
You are my lover
My wife and my friend
How gently she smiled, with
Love visible in the
clarity
Of her perfect green
eyes
The clouds obscure each star
But the beauty of
heavens array
Is just out of sight
Without you at my side
All my nights are long
and lonely,
And all my days are
empty
Promise me that you will
Let the flame of
passion always