Once upon a year br Maybe it was around br Christmas tide and br The choir had stopped br Outside some building br In the evening mist and br You were carol singing and br Lovely she moved onto your br Lips and kissed and it was br Like some angel had touched br You and you never wanted br That moment ever to end br And it felt as if God had woken br From a deep dream and seen br The beautiful effects of love br And remembered and maybe br Years later when you heard br She’d died with cancer and br You had never married her or br Made love to her you sensed br Part of you die and it seemed br As if there were a few less stars br In the dark night’s cold sky.