The sun through the window
The light upon your hair
The songbirds in the morning
The fragrance in the air
The bells that are all ringing out
The blue that fills my eyes
The way that you are balanced
Sometimes the moon, sometimes the tides
The desert meets the beaches
In lands beyond the sea
The rain that falls as often
Now seldom grows the fields
But the sun comes through the windows
And the songbirds in the trees
Are singing and rejoicing
And you are beside me
