Searching high and low I have been..
Under the starry stars.. shining ever so brightly...
Reaching out to the moon's beams...
I never tasted such sweetness bitterly..
As the butterflies float.. I never had been.......
So here's your holiday, hope you enjoy this time, you take it all away..
It was mine, so when your are dead and gone..
Hope you remember this night twenty years now lost,
its not right