Promise Me This Five sevens and a nine, Bring us to a point in time, Where the clocks they chime, And I have your hand in mine. So leave me not now here forever, As for your heart I do endeavour, It matters not to me whatever, As long as there's you and I together. It's for you so long I've sought, Against my better-nature fought, I've had my heart-strings wrung out taut, And my mind with you consumed in thought. So when five sevens and a nine, Bring us to a point in time, When the clocks they chime, And I have your hand in mine, Promise me this: that you'll be there for me, That you won't leave me there, alone an lonely.
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