Culpepers Orchard Blue Days Morning
Velvet evenings, Gentle calls from nowhere Making me lonely, seeing you with my eyes closed Can't you see me or even hear me Dawn is breaking, On a blue days morning Violets waving, whispering how to reach you Mournful willows bring me their sadness Softly fading words change their meaning Into endless, aching hours, Filled with empty harmonies Recalling you, Wanting You
