The Twelfth of Never (Live at Carnegie Hall) - Nina Simone

You ask how much I love you

I'll tell you true

Until the Twelfth of Never

I'll still be loving you

Hold me close

never let me go

Hold me close

melt my heart like April snow

I'll love you 'til the bluebells

forget to bloom

Oh baby I'll love you 'til the clover

has lost its perfume

I'll love you 'til the poets

run out of rhyme

Until the Twelfth of Never

and that's a long long time