We meet, and the angels sing. The angels sing the sweetest song I ever heard. You speak, and the angels sing. Or am I breathing music into every word? Suddenly, the setting is strange. I can see water and Moonlight beaming. Silver waves that break on some undiscovered shore Suddenly, I see it all change. Long winter nights with the candles gleaming. Through it all your face that I adore. You smile, and the angels sing. And though it’s just a gentle murmur at the start. We kiss, and the angels...