Rowan Atkinson:
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth.
For thy love is better than wine.
His fruit was sweet to my taste.
His left hand is under my head,
and his right hand doth embrace me.
Behold, thou art fair, my love.
Dickon Hinchliffe & Cara Dillon:
Hold me tight
I'll tell you it all
through the night
till the break of dawn
Close your eyes
I mean you no harm
through the night
till the break of dawn.
I've been waiting to hold you
run my fingers through your hair
did you think that I didn't want you?
Did you think that I wouldn't care?
And did you ever
ever wonder why?
Hold me tight
I'll tell you it all
through the night
till the break of dawn
Close your eyes
I mean you no harm
through the night
till the break of dawn.
Rowan Atkinson:
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet.
Thine eyes are as doves behind the veil.
And comely is thy mouth...
Open to me my dove.
Dickon Hinchliffe & Cara Dillon:
Hold me tight
I'll tell you it all
through the night
till the break of dawn
Close your eyes
I mean you no harm
through the night
till the break of dawn.
