JUST AN ILLUSION


Now as the sun climbs the hills

Softly she skips on the sand

Daughter of the breeze


Free, like the swifts of the sky, I see her

Dim through the panes of my tears, I see her

Then she is here, mine, always around me

Mine till the morning mist comes


Now that the evening must fall

Weary, she sits by the river

Kind winds toss her hair


Free, like the swifts of the sky, I see her

Dim through the panes of the tears, I see her

Then she is here, mine, always around me

Her warm touch, glad to have found me

Day-long walking my kingdom

Her soft smile speaking of freedom


Now that the evening has gone

Deep in a slumber she lies

Golden hair to touch


Free, like the swifts of the sky, I see her

Dim through the panes of my tears, I see her

Then she's no more than just an illusion

Mine till the morning mist comes..

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