Lyric

In teacup light thy long hair lies

Soft as dusk before mine eyes

In quiet glow thy shadow stays

Like twilight caught in silver haze

Such gentle thoughts did fill my mind

Like verses drifting, slow and kind

Through silent hours my dreams would flow

Where tender winds of wonder blow

To live this joy, this present day

Is not so hard, come what may

So take my hand and walk with me

For simple hearts are ever free

In morning’s cup thy reflection gleams

Like fading gold of half-lit dreams

Thy gentle grace in stillness stays

A quiet warmth through passing days

Thus drift my thoughts where soft winds sigh

Through hidden hours that wander by

In tender calm my heart doth stay

Where silent hopes find light of day

To live this joy, this present day

Is not so hard, come what may

So take my hand and walk with me

For simple hearts are ever free