Where the sunlight in your hand In lights the beauty in your stand All the rivers clamoring Is lost within your shimmering
One two - many days I fletch you stand here in the Three four - or in ray in lonely winter the sleeping Five six - I see winds weeping turned a through my calling
In your dance upon a shore When my brave sendly fall Spirit child you didn't see Might of watching angel free
Without a key you drank the wind My ghostly ever child of will All the loses choose you are Child sleep it spirit far
One two - many days I fletch you stand here in the Three four - or in ray in lonely winter sleeping Five six - I see winds weeping turned a through my
One two - many days I fletch you stand here in the Three four - or in ray in lonely winter sleeping Five six - I see winds weeping turned a through my calling