Blue Lace

Blue lace, her gown was blue lace She wore the promise of springtime and laughter Daybreak, we talked till daybreak Without a warning of what might come after Her touch was velvet, I still can feel it That one brief moment that ended in space Sometime in mid December I hear the music The echo of springtime laughter, all day I see the old days When I'd seen the young girls in blue, blue lace Her gown was blue lace, such lovely blue lace Her gown was blue