MidNights And All Her Candles
In A Serenade Of Golden Rose Sighs
Are Soothing Our Souls Of Winters Blues
Sweet WithIn Our Loves VineYard Skies

The Snow Is Pretty And Pure
The MidNight Stars
Are Golden Like Her Candles
Ah Let The Sweet Warmths
And Moonlight
Of Our Love Be The Colds Cure
As Sweet Candles Like Heavenly Stars
Sigh
Intimate And Afar
Reynaldo Casison