Darling meet me on the Hudson Bay
Underneath the apple tree is where I like to lay
Dark crashing waves, Strands on my chest
Soft as a feathered nest
Your brunnette hair and dark blue eyes
Match my knitted sweater to my surprise
So close your eyes and count to ten
Hold my hand let me breathe you in
Let’s float and drift away
Where moonlight beams have come to play
Twisted braids and butterflies
Fly...