Mystery feeling
Keeping me dreaming
Stake for a sapling
Tailwind for crossing
It's all poetry to me
Memory fleeting
Evaporating
Wish I could hold you
Cling to your meaning
But it's all poetry to me
Little by little you'll understand
And little by little they'll come to your hand
And little by little
You are becoming sunshine
It's all poetry to me
Stone-cold poetry
Little by little they'll understand
And little by little they'll come to your hand
Little by little
You are becoming sunshine (becoming sunshine)
You are becoming
Little by little (becoming sunshine)
Little by-
Mystery feeling
Keeping me dreaming
Made me a moth wing
Waving and leaping
It's all a poetry to me
