歌詞

The curtain sways, the light goes rose

And asks me for a dance

The linen drape beside the glass

Lifts softly with the air

It sways in time with something slow

And I sway with it there

The lane outside is turning blue

The maples turning wine

Sway, slow drape, one more turn

Rose and blue and gold

If I take the wings of morning

Still Your hand will hold

The little lamb turns once in place

Then settles by the chair

A small white island in a sea

Of evening, soft and fair

The last leaf drifts, the drape lets go

And rests against the sill

Sway, slow drape, one more turn

Rose and blue and gold

If I take the wings of morning

Still Your hand will hold

If I should dwell in farthest seas

Your hand would lead me still

The psalm has promised, and the drape

Sways softly on the sill

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Sway, slow drape, one more turn

Rose and blue and gold

If I take the wings of morning

Still Your hand will hold

Sway, slow drape, one more turn

Rose and blue and gold

If I take the wings of morning

Still Your hand will hold

The curtain rests, the light goes blue

The dance was slow and kind