A clouded dream on an earthly night
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Hangs upon the crescent moon
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
Sings at the coming dawn
All for the love of you
It's there that my heart is calling A painting hangs on an ivy Nestled in the emerald moss
The eyes declare a truce of trust
And then it draws me far away
Sand melts in pools of the sky
Where deep in the desert twilight
When darkness lays her crimson cloak
Your lamps will call me home
And so it's there my homage's due Clutched by the still of the night
And now I feel you move
So it's there my homage's due
Every breath is full
Clutched by the still of the night
Even the distance feels so near
All for the love of you.
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