I was thrown on the cobblestones, tossed at her feet My fool's mouth was filled with the dust from the street An out of work court jester with nowhere to go And no need to speak, for she seemed to know
She sings the songs without words Songs that sailors, and blind men, and beggars have heard She knows more of love than the poets can say And her eyes are for something that won't go away
This mad mocking town, and its dishonored guest Disappeared in the colors that danced on her dress She led me to safety in a forest of green And showed my stale eyes some sights never seen
She sings the songs without words Songs that sailors, and blind men, and beggars have heard She knows more of love than the poets can say And her eyes are for something that won't go away
She spins magic and moonlight in her meadows and streams And seeks deep inside me and touches my dreams The morning comes smiling and I laugh with no sound And snuggle in silence and the sweet peace I've found
And she sings the songs without words Songs that sailors, and blind men, and beggars have heard She knows more of love than the poets can say And her eyes are for something that won't go away