LYRIC FOR SALE

By Karrie Ann Ogilvie

Escape in the dead of night;
Escape from a fate too horrible to utter.
Secret must be our flight;
It’s known by only one other.
When we reach our journey’s end,
We can rejoice in the life we choose.
The course of true love
Never did run smooth.

What obstacles bar our way?
Are there other forces working against us?
Now that we’ve made this choice,
Will the fates somehow prevent us
From the happiness we seek
While we’re in the bloom of youth?
The course of true love
Never did run smooth.

I do wish it, love it, long for it,
And forever more be true to it.
Nothing else is heaven to me,
But still I hear a voice in my head saying,
“Lord, what fools these mortals be.”

We must make it through this night,
For there waits a life like no other.
It may not be smooth,
But we know we’ll be together.
Just stay by me tonight
And no matter what ensues
I can spend the rest of my life
Making it all up to you.

I do wish it, love it, long for it,
And forever more be true to it.
Nothing else is heaven to me,
But still I hear a voice in my head saying,
“Lord, what fools these mortals be.”

Escape in the dead of night;
Escape from a fate too horrible to utter.
Secret must be our flight;
It’s known by only one other.
When we reach our journey’s end,
We can rejoice in the life we choose.
The course of true love
Never did run smooth.

The course of true love
Never did run smooth.