Weathering hours
The gentle days keeping us warm
In your arms flowers
Turn to promises
That linger into dawn

You dream of summer, of hearing bluebirds chime
Your golden locks, drenched in moonlight
Sitting in silence, as we watch the birds fly by
Come dance with me into the dark, blue night
Come dance with me into the dark, blue night

The nightingale cries
In the meadows, as the dew drops from my eyes

You dream of summer, of hearing bluebirds chime;
Your golden locks, drenched in moonlight
Sitting in silence, as we watch the birds fly by
Come dance with me into the dark, blue night
Come dance with me into the dark, blue night

And every year
The free birds fly
Into the distance
Under auburn skies
Fading to black
The forest sighs
Waiting for spring to
Bring them back
And every year
The free birds fly
Into the distance
Under auburn skies
Fading to black
The forest sighs
Waiting for spring to
Bring them back
You dream of summer, of hearing bluebirds chime
Your golden locks, drenched in moonlight
Sitting in silence, as we watch the birds fly by
Come dance with me into the dark, blue night