The hill it means I feel it now.
I’m in love cause I’ve been found.
The birds they know the whispering moon.
They know it’s tune is in the air.
They sing it from the treetops there
is no more an alibi.
There is no more a wondering why.
Both were stolen by a crooked stream
hat crept unseen and took from me
as I slept about a dream.
-And I’m thankful for this dancing
every time I get the chance and
f you need me then you’re lucky today.
I’m the daughter I’m the bride
wearing white winter time
see green has turned and gone away
whats to say of it now?
I pretend a lovely brown.
the trees and in the clear.
I pause to still a passing deer.
There’s always traces in the snow.
Whatever goes. Whatever comes.
Lately mine the only ones.
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So let the sun find me soon
Let him find me by the moon
And with its ring I thee we’d
I am fed and I will stay
When lovers hear they’ll come and play