If somehow I could find the places
beyond those books I read
and catch fickle rainbows by the tail
A lover's breath that stays
on wintry window panes
If somehow I could hear
the happy talk of the brook
and see where those lovely thoughts run
Then I could remember
how this changing world looks
Sundust that glow bright
under the dusty morning light
Stormy purple clouds
on rainy marvelous nights
Then perhaps somehow somewhere
Sometime in the evening
When I feel my tall shadow shaking
And my heart starts beating
Shall I go where the paths disappear?
Though I do not know where I’ll be
There will always be dreams
Someday I’ll be home again
Once I know where I am
The world is a dark and lovely place
Feb 5, 2013
Feb 5, 2013 at 8:06 AM UTC
If somehow I could find the places
beyond those books I read
and catch fickle rainbows by the tail
A lover's breath that stays
on wintry window panes
If somehow I could hear
the happy talk of the brook
and see where those lovely thoughts run
Then I could remember
how this changing world looks
Sundust that glow bright
under the dusty morning light
Stormy purple clouds
on rainy marvelous nights
Then perhaps somehow somewhere
Sometime in the evening
When I feel my tall shadow shaking
And my heart starts beating
Shall I go where the paths disappear?
Though I do not know where I’ll be
There will always be dreams
Someday I’ll be home again
Once I know where I am
The world is a dark and lovely place
