Walkin' down the path
That no one knows and no one sees.
In the dead of night
Through places where shadows breathe.
Hand in hand we both
Have disappeared in misty trees.
Like the lovers of the old
In Midsummer's eve.
Hold on, don't go
One look before you go.
Every night we smiled and looked
Into each others eyes.
Every day we fell apart
In so many ways.
Whispers in the dark can signify
And tell us 'bout.
Us as lovers of the old
In the deepest night.
Hold on, don't go
One look before you go.