Day, old and good lives away,

Life's a sweet little world for two, and no nighty break or two.

Lies that no mislead the moon,

But my kisses ring again, still the blood, oh, still in vain.

But my kisses ring again

Still my love, oh, still in vain.

Heist, oh heist, we feel the storm

that thy frozen bosom wears almost on the things that grow I yet have known that he dwells

Bradford's set my boo on free

Bound in those icy chains by thee,

But first set my poor heart free

Bounded low, lies he changed by thee.

Thank you.