I'm half asleep upon the ledge
I drink my drink and break my bread
I tell myself to live and let
Be the demons that are at rest
I'm half awake upon the grove
Where there's evening diamonds and gold
Her skirt, it goes, it goes around and round
I blow a kiss and she leaves without sound
Where are the stars? Do they shine as bright?
As my lady does when she dances all night?
Where is the moon in all of this?
Does it stand to go and steal a kiss?
I lost and loved my lady in velveteen silver
Her precious metals and loveliness that deliver
Sweet silence and sparkling laughter that breaks
Like a tide upon the shore of my wedding cake