The autumn breeze blows
As you close your eyes to sleep
Soon your breathing is deep
And the moon glows
I stand in the door
As a golden birch leaf floats
To a nightingale’s notes
And your dreams soar
This is not a lullaby
I won’t let it make me cry
As my words hover in the air
This is not a lullaby
My heart is a butterfly
Fluttering as I sing this prayer
You once were a dream
Now your smile’s a kind of grace
As it lights up your face
And fulfills me
But this is not a lullaby
I won’t let it make me cry
As my words hover in the air
This is not a lullaby
My heart is a butterfly
Fluttering as I sing this prayer
You’re in your own world now
I’m almost in a trance
My life couldn’t have more meaning
I stand here, giving thanks
(optional instrumental break)
This is not a lullaby
I won’t let it make me cry
As my words hover in the air
This is not a lullaby
My heart is a butterfly
Fluttering as I sing this prayer
Comments
Autumn is my favorite time of the year. I imagine a singer surrounded by falling leaves--singing softly "I won't let it make me cry"...
these are beautiful lyrics, Doug!
Great chorus! This is really sweet and beautiful.
A gentle and lovely lyric Doug.
What a loving and touching sentiment. Very beautiful. It seems to call for some delicate music.
...hmm... I might try this one in a gentle and caring style, Doug, if that's OK with you?