Before the sun has set for good
And night has swallowed light,
Promise me you'll still be here
And promise me you'll hold me tight. .
Before your lips can't brush my skin
And you melt into my soul,
Promise me you'll love me still
And stoke my broken coal.
Before our lives are painted black
And our God has called an end;
Promise me you'll be my lover
Mate and greatest friend.
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