O fair maiden, it's you I seek, alone in bed, lost in sleep. In the darkest shadows of the night I will throw a rock at your window and arouse you from your slumber deep. Slide down the rope I have prepared and I will catch you in my waiting arms. A horse and carriage await in darkness. Our dreams of eloping will be ever closer as we slip quietly into the night. When your parents awaken we will be miles away, lost in the purple sunrise of a new day....
© John