Looking Glass - Eric Andersen

In the cattails a maid did well

She sang sweet songs but she loved as well

She was a bit over five feet tall

And she loved no man for she loved them all

In her bed many hours we lay

While the north winds blow and the sparrows play

And in my hand she placed a key

Saying "Keep this my love follow me"

So I swore for she knew me well

I swore this love I'd never tell

She said for me her soul she'd sell

Even if she must walk the fires of hell

Her hair it rushed and flowed so long

On a silken pillow it did belong

Her eyes were yellow like the morning sun

And they were singing each one a song

And her skin was dark like a russet dawn

Well in her hair would flow my tears

Of my lonely days and my bitter years

And on her breast my soul would sail

And her mouth was sweet sweet as ale

She was to me a golden cup

That poured me life for me to sup

And in her heart was a looking glass

And a sturdy ship with a highest mast

For many days I did remain

Until one day I forgot her name

Then I knew I'd have to go

From where the sparrows played

And the north winds blow

But then one day by the cattail pond

My love was dying and then she was gone

I buried her where the green grass grows

And there she slept till the winter snows

So I sang my sorrow to the trees

And they said "Go sing it to the breeze"

Well I knew this love no man could believe

So I buried my sorrow my heart and my key