Johnny Mercer Quote

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice,
Warmer than a summer night.
The clouds were like an alabaster palace,
Rising to a snowy height.
Each star its own aurora borealis,
Suddenly you held me tight.
I could see the midnight sun.

Midnight Sun (1949)

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice, Warmer than a summer night. The clouds were like an alabaster palace, Rising to a snowy height. Each star ...

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice, Warmer than a summer night. The clouds were like an alabaster palace, Rising to a snowy height. Each star ...

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice, Warmer than a summer night. The clouds were like an alabaster palace, Rising to a snowy height. Each star ...

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice, Warmer than a summer night. The clouds were like an alabaster palace, Rising to a snowy height. Each star ...