Dyed in daybreak's light

Sound asleep curled

Blue bird's first flight Silent world

Burnished by Autumn

Trees hued in crimson

Yet the days darken

Now you've gone away

Waking from a dream

The sun floods her eyes

To unravel such a scene

Of scarlet splendour

Burnished by Autumn

Trees hued in crimson

Yet the days darken

Now you've gone away

If I went out maybe we could find the door to my mother's garden

If we found the door we could go inside