The first day of the rest of our life
For which with you the best summing up
Is pain, joy, love, a little strife
But love always anyway – you’re nice
I don’t need being told that twice.
The leaves hang low now with the weight of summer,
Swallow you up along the sun-flecked path
Only your legs I see...
I want your kisses all the time
When we embrace I know
To miss one kiss would be a crime...
