Morning Dove - Julie Byrne

Written by：Julie Byrne

Sing a call to a morning dove

Over the prairie

Through the hills

I hear it still

In the singing of the bread

From your lips

Which splashed my

Dull house

With music

I went out walking in the wood

By a river which never sleeps

All I bare

All I sieve

I thought of you

So presently

Ummuuu ummuuu

I dreamt of the warmest days of our love

Which knew not sorrow

No betrayal

When truth was will

In the singing of the gale

But when I lay in a verdant field

None could stay

My rising

I went out walking in the wood

And the light

Casts long from the moon

And life is short

As a breath half taken

I could not wait

To tell you truth

I have been waiting on you

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey