The Twelfth Of Never
You ask how much I need you,
must I explain?
I need you, oh, my darling,
like roses need rain.
You ask how long I'll love you,
I'll tell you true.
Until the twelfth of never,
I'll still be loving you.
Hold me close,
never let me go.
Hold me close,
melt my heart like April snow.
I'll love you till the bluebells
forget to bloom,
I'll love you till the
clover has lost it's perfume.
I'll love you till the
poets run out of rhyme,
until the twelfth of never,
and that's a long, long time.
Until the twelfth of never,
and that's a long long time.
That's a long, long time
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