Your Secret Name

The fire’s burning blue

Still the blanket covers you

The trees, they look barer

I remember when they were in bloom

Time has told me

I miss when the wrong view,

Was friendly conversation

While lines I’m drawing,

I wish I could call you

By your secret name

The greenwoods crumbling

There’s a songbird in the leaves

The morning expires dear,

And I will never hear the song it sings

Time has told me

I miss when the wrong view,

Was friendly conversation

While lines I’m drawing,

I wish I could call you

By your secret name

Oh honey, I know your secret name