Woven Hand Quiet Nights Of Quiet Stars
Quiet nights of quiet stars
quiet chords from my guitar
floating on the silence
that surrounds us.
Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams
quiet walks by quiet streams
and a window that looks out
on the mountains and the sea,
oh how lovely
This is where I want to be
here with you so close to me
until the final flicker of life's ember.
I who was lost and lonely
believing life was only
a bitter tragic joke,
have found with you,
the meaning of existence,
oh my love
