In the midst of dawn an the glimmering
sunlight touches the mild mist,
as the stars fade from the bluish sky,
her smile refreshes the glee of the
hummingbirds, hovering the garden of
daffodils bathing in the morning
sunlight.
there she is...
Standing in the cliff of the hilltop in
the green plains,
welcoming the new hope, the new morning
A lady of beauty, a maiden of grace...
A friend of pure spirit and loving
embrace...
for all eternity and every time's bend
now and until the time is through
you are a treasure, a precious stone
glittering in the hearts of everyone.
Sir Peter
sunlight touches the mild mist,
as the stars fade from the bluish sky,
her smile refreshes the glee of the
hummingbirds, hovering the garden of
daffodils bathing in the morning
sunlight.
there she is...
Standing in the cliff of the hilltop in
the green plains,
welcoming the new hope, the new morning
A lady of beauty, a maiden of grace...
A friend of pure spirit and loving
embrace...
for all eternity and every time's bend
now and until the time is through
you are a treasure, a precious stone
glittering in the hearts of everyone.
Sir Peter