"Sail Of The Silver Morning" lyrics
"Sail Of The Silver Morning"
It comes to me like sunbeams on the water
It comes to me like water on the bed
It comes to me so sweet
It comes to me so sweet
Like flowers pushing up out of the glass
I can see through my window
Every afternoon
And I wouldn't trade my window for any
For any, for any other view
Sometimes, it's coming
And I'll touch my hand on yours
And the all the troubles of the troubled mind
Were troubling
Were troubling, were troubling no more
Let's just keep walking down
Let's keep walking down
Just keep walking down, let's just keep walking down
Let's keep walking down
Let's just keep walking down
Just keep walking down on my time
Let's just keep walking down
Let's keep walking down
Let's keep walking down, let's just keep walking down
Just keep walking down
Let's just keep walking down
Just keep walking down on my time
Let's just keep walking down
Just keep walking down
Just keep walking down, let's just keep walking down
Just keep walking down
Let's just keep walking down
Just keep walking down on my time
Let's just keep walking down
Just keep walking down
Just keep walking down, just keep walking down
Let's just keep walking down
Just keep walking down
Let's just keep walking down on my time
Writer(s): Michael Scott Nau
- AZLyrics
- C
- Cotton Jones Lyrics
album:
"Tall Hours In the Glowstream" (2010)
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