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.