Words a simple song. A minstrel sings. A way of life in his eyes. Hear the morning call of waking birds. When they are singing, bringing. Love - love..
Never dream't I would hope. While I count the miles. Through the wind and the rain. I can see your smile. There ain't no turning back. I can see it in the distance.
When I look in your eyes. I can't see why. There's no reflection of me. When I look in your heart. Let it be the start. Work your magic on me. . When I look in your eye.
Maybe. Maybe I'm wrong. To go on thinking, to sing my song. Maybe. This world's falling down. Call up the trumpeters and knock the walls down. . Someone who needs.