Twelfth of Never

You ask me how much I love you

I'll tell you true

Until the Twelfth of Never

I'll still be loving you

Hold me close

Never let me go

Hold me close

Melt my heart like April snow

I'll love you till the bluebells

Forget to bloom

I'll love you till the clover

Has lost three perfume

And I'll love you till the poets

Run out of rhyme

Until the Twelfth of Never

And that's a long long time

Twelfth of Never - John Etheridge