As the winter grows old,
And the nights grow longer,
I can feel our love,
Growing stronger and stronger,
Every day and every night,
My heart burns with your delight,
Longing and waiting, it will all be worth,
To finally lift us of this curse,
This ache and pain we've had for so long,
Will disappear for longer than the sun has shone,
For I love you and you love me,
Together at last for the world to see,
Forever in my arms,
This I would love,
From me to you,
My beautiful Dove.
