Desdemona

August hurries into September, in the year that I found you

Now loneliness I cannot remember, and summer’s still in bloom

In the park you’re my sun-kissed beauty, moonlight becomes you too

There’s a secret I’ve got to tell you, how will I get it through?

Fireflies wink in their unfathomable language, I catch one and bring it to you

I love you!

You will be my sweet Desdemona, but we will live happily

I’ll give you the love that he should’ve shown her, and we’ll escape tragedy

Normally I would take my leisure, for it’s true that fools rush in

But the feeling has overflown the measure, so let me say again

I love you!

August hurries into September, take this gift I bring

Autumn presages winter’s wonder, then spring is on the wing

Will you leave with me, when the seasons change?

What will your answer be, you gotta tell me baby?

What will your answer be?