Tim Buckley
She Is
She is the day that gives me time to live and linger love my life Till night comes on with sundown scythe to end the puzzled pantomime She is a day of love She is the bridge on which I wait to watch the river 'neath me flow All spinning surging far below along the deep and ending straights She is a bridge of love She is the air I breathe entranced, awake, asleep in ?star??? calm A wind to wash my lifted palm, a sky that calls me out to dance She is the air of love She is the day through which I walk toward the bridge where she stands She is the air I breathe to sing, she is a smile without demands She is a smile that keeps me warm with matchless laughter, eyes ablaze A mischief mystery she plays upon the flute of early morn She is a smile of love She is the air of love She is the day of love
From Letras Mania