Can you please tell me
Why it is that i can't see
What is down the road?

Like a fiddle's song
you play in my head all day,
wishing you were here.

The wind through the trees
are the sweetest melody
to make me feel clean.

Don't think I'm alone
for around me today is
a ring of gold sun.

Crown my head with cloves,
leaves, barley, and sunflowers
for I wish to dance.