Worry not about sunsets missed
Or the slow walks we never took.
Worry not about goodbyes kissed
Or about how you really look.
I have forgotten yesterday,
Don't know what tomorrow will bring.
All I ask is that you will stay,
Till you hear the fat lady sing.
The crashing sound of rolling waves,
The light of many stars above,
Will break the chains of lonely slaves.
Bound by expectations of love.
Amidst the mystery of the night,
We are all that matters to me.
Isn't it a wonderful sight?
This place where we are truly free.
And be merry.