Sweetness of laughter in the air,
the longing of the yesteryear,
the temperamental scents from long ago,
who's to say we didn't know.
In the day of blossomed ground,
the way of that of what we found,
the time of life, the time of night,
to live the lie that bound us tight.
When we met in the low underbrush,
you pressed my lips as if to hush,
I opened my soul to let you in,
you only smiled.
Spinning round with the reckless sea,
How was it this came to be,
the time the path that led us here,
the fact that even now you're near.
And even in the bleak night air,
I knew even then that you were there,
I could hear the laughter from long ago,
I could smell the scents that bind me so.
The caressing wave of your look desire,
I the broken daring to go higher,
here we lay in a timeless melody,
sleeping for eternity. |
