Flying high above the clouds We lay in the grassy meadow The earth was like a pillow For our dreams Trials never entered into any conversation That was the relation Of our dreams
As a change In the wind must come Over the mountain And the seasons Roll under the sun Passing the shadows Of our dreams
Ah! Fine Lady Of the north Like silver On the ocean shore Like breeze Whispers through the trees
Compositores: Douglas Dillard (ASCAP), Harold Eugene Clark (BMI)Editores: Irving Music (BMI), Lansdowne Music Publ (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #25328264 em 11/Abr/2024