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.
It's good to stride out with your lover at dusk
The sky is still luminous with purple clouds drifting...
Allie, I’m reaching out, I’m reaching out.
Here, Allie, hold. Hold my sinful hand.
My darling...
