Oh, I have yet forgotten all those doves that flew above,
where life glowed clear and boundless, in the presence of her love.
And I have yet forgotten bright winged butterflies in Spring,
aflutter there around us, where the angels came to sing.
Oh, I have yet forgotten peace and comforts of the heart,
where hope shined in the daylight, and so came to play a part.
And I have yet forgotten ever free our love to be,
reflecting like the starlight, on a deep 'n dreamy sea.