Light the room, that single smile;
Evoke the stars to burn the skies
That words will come to tell you how
I lose my way within your eyes.
Come find with me a place that’s ours:
I’ll give you words to make you smile
And shine to shame the jealous stars.

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Stranger, here you will do well to tarry; here our highest good is pleasure.