p.2. Midnight Sun
Was there such a night, it's a thrill I still don't quite be-lieve
But, after you were gone, there was still some stardust on
my sleeve
The flame of it may dwindle to an ember, and the stars for-get to shine
And we may see the meadow in De-cember, icy white and crystal - line
But, oh, my darling, always I'll re-member, when your lips were close to mine
And we saw the midnight sun, and we saw the midnight sun, and we saw the midnight sun