The Twelfth Of Never
Jeff Buckley

The Twelfth Of Never

You ask me how I love you
well I'll tell you true
until the twelfth of never
I'll still be loving you

Hold me close
never let me go
oh, oh hold me close
I love my heart like April snow

I'll love you
'till the blue bells
forget to bloom
and I'm gonna love you
'till the roses run out of perfume
and baby I'm gonna love you
'till the poets run out of things to rhyme, oh yeah

until the twelfth of never
and that's a long long time