Here in Boston, it is getting pretty chilly. I was so ready for fall and it truly has been really beautiful. But on cold, gray days like this one, all I want is a little bit of that warm summer sunshine.
All things mellow in the mind,
A sleight of hand,
A trick of time .
And even our great love will fade,
Soon we'll be strangers in the grave.
That's why this moment is so dear.
I kiss your lips and we are here,
so let's hold tight,
and touch and feel,
for this quick instant,
WE ARE REAL.