The clouds are breaking to the south

Sunlight is sifting through

And now I’m dreaming of the mouth

I’ll bring my kisses to.

The morning mists still hover

Hazing the distant trees

While I dream of my lover

Oh, speed her to me please

Like marzipan and honey

The cadence of her voice – 

She’s wild, she’s sweet, she’s funny

My, and the whole world’s choice

Close to my breast I’ll hold her

As clouds caress the sun

Oh let my arms enfold her

And my love journey’s done.