Cranberry Park

Hold my Hand in Cranberry Park
With the wind lapping at my hair
Understand I am more than the years
And we are much more than a pair

Kiss my Lips in Cranberry Park
Close to the Winding Chinese Maple Tree's boughs
Collecting my finger tips, gathering me in
More than plain lovers allow

Tell me you Love me, In Cranberry Park
Darling, I shall whisper the same
And the trees will tell secrets
(For more than our years)
and will never feel longing again

Tell me you Love me
In Cranberry Park