Jolene

In the secret blue mist
One night I awoke you
And as you lay
We flew away
And became empassioned
In a spritual way

When we encountered in the Park
And we watched the fireworks
While I sparked one for Old Glory

I knew this was the end
The last secret time we would meet
And I wished you the best with a genuine smile

Why then two weeks ago
Were't you? A-calling
And in our secret place

T'was Morgana the Fair
And she called me forth
After I read a tome of ancient knowlege

And beckoned me
But not to forsake all others
Just 'cause she liked me that well?