your lips were like a red and ruby chalice warmer than the summer night the clouds were like an alabaster palace rising to a starry height each star its own aurora borealis suddenly you held me tight i could see the midnight sun i can t explain the silver rain that found me or was that a moonlight veil the music of the universe around me or was that a nightingale and then your arms miraculously found me suddenly the sky turned pale i could see the midnight sun midnight sun was there such a night it s a thrill i still don t quite believe and yet when you were gone there was still some stardust on my sleeve the flame of it may dwindle to an ember and the stars forget to shine or i may see the meadow in december icy white and crystalline but oh my darling always i ll remember when your lips were close to mine i saw the midnight sun