"Midnight Sun" by Ella Fitzgerald

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice, warmer than the
summer night
The clouds were like an alabaster palace rising to a snowy
height.
Each star it's own aurora borealis, suddenly you held me
tight,
I could see the midnight sun.

I can't explain the silver rain that found me--or was that a
moonlight veil? 
The music of the universe around me, or was that a
nightingale? 
And then your arms miraculously found me,suddenly the sky
turned pale,
I could see the midnight sun.

Was there such a night, it's a thrill I still don't quite
believe,
But after you were gone, there was still some stardust on my
sleeve.

The flame of it may dwindle to an ember, and the stars
forget to shine,
And we may see the meadow in december, icy white and
crystalline.
But oh my darling always I'll remember when your lips were
close to mine,
And we saw the midnight sun.