Through the drawn curtain
Daylight seems to gleam,
Saying, Heaven’s certain;
Happiness no dream
Why this revelation?
Why does my heart play?
Simple explanation
Allie’s home today.
When we quarrel angels die
Good dreams wither for a while
However, from death angels fly...
Who would want to dodge love’s arrows
When my Alison’s on the case?
The focus of my senses narrows
