Passing Hours
tick tick tick a clock chimes of the hours passing
kiss kiss up on the lips of your love one
stars fill the nights skies full of dream as we gentle fall asleep
dream of golden meadow's
golden lakes
rainbows so high if you could see them in the nights skies
gentle winds passing in the night
the old trees singing in the passing night
oh my dear love sleep so well for your dreams are the heavens
as you wake in the morning light a passing kiss a smile so happy
good morning darling angel
the night walker
Copyright © Duncan Chappell | Year Posted 2013
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