Dawn like an angel, lights on the step
Muting the morning she heralds
Dew on the grass, like the tears the night wept
Gone long before, the day wears old
Times stills the singing, a child holds so dear
And I'm just beginning to hear
Gone are the pathways, the child followed home
Gone, like the sand and the foam
Pressed in the pages of some aging text
Lies an old lily crumbling
Marking a moment of childish respects
Long since betrayed and forgotten
Times stills the singing, a child holds so dear
And I'm just beginning to hear
Gone are the pathways, the child followed home
Gone, like the sand and the foam
Dawn like an angel, lights on the step
Muting the morning she heralds
Dew on the grass, like the tears the night wept
Gone long before, the day wears old
Times stills the singing, a child holds so dear
And I'm just beginning to hear
Gone are the pathways, the child followed home
Gone, like the sand and the foam
Gone, like the sand
Gone, like the sand and the foam
- :
- River Of Souls
- Love In Time
- Portrait
- The Wild Places
- Exiles
- High Country Snows
- Windows & Walls
- The Innocent Age
- Phoenix
- Netherlands
- Captured Angel
- Souvenirs
- Home Free
- Miscellaneous
- Original Album Classics
- Live With The High Country Band, Universal Amphitheatre,...
- The Greatest Singer-Songwriter Classics
- Radio 10 Gold Top 4000 - box
- Pure - Love
- Essential - Love