Sing a song of me
and I will sing a song of you.
The sun is still shining
and drying all the dew.

There are no stories here
save the ones that we recite.
So, I will choose a major key
To make you lovely, soft, and bright.

We shall have the faith of sailors
in our journey for a timeless tune,
grown out of a tone, that could
resonate with you. Someday soon,

Air Ballad Concerto Dixieland Jazz –
whatever it is that makes you spaz,
we will find it. And we will sing
and it will be of me and you.