As if ever so warm
The sun is in the window
And lovely. Day after
Day it rewrites the page,
Breaks the limbs of the
Trees into splinters of
Light. How I love to shine.
As if ever so warm
The sun is in the window
And lovely. Day after
Day it rewrites the page,
Breaks the limbs of the
Trees into splinters of
Light. How I love to shine.
