Silence is snow falling outside your door
Turning the world into seamless white
Covering up all things ugly and impure
Quietly caressing the earth through the night
Silence is a mime telling stories without words
Using only features on his face recorded
He's understood perfectly though his voice isn't heard
By all that see him he's greatly adored
......
Out my window, I see golden tomorrow coming,
trailing varied colors, as the bees are humming
People flitter past, in the sunshine of their lives
Hummingbirds hover in air, when beauty arrives.
Out my window, there is scent of summer spice;
And vast blue and jade is clashing, so very nice!
And azure sweetheart songs are forever playing
like silver light of a crescent moon, ever staying.
Out my window, there is warm wind in red roses
and yesterday's recall lies in hues, as day closes.
......
Out my window, I see golden tomorrow coming,
trailing varied colors, as the bees are humming
People flitter past, in the sunshine of their lives
Hummingbirds hover in air, when beauty arrives.
Out my window, there is scent of summer spice;
And vast blue and jade is clashing, so very nice!
And azure sweetheart songs are forever playing
like silver light of a crescent moon, ever staying.
Out my window, there is warm wind in red roses
and yesterday's recall lies in hues, as day closes.
......
Silence is snow falling outside your door
Turning the world into seamless white
Covering up all things ugly and impure
Quietly caressing the earth through the night
Silence is a mime telling stories without words
Using only features on his face recorded
He's understood perfectly though his voice isn't heard
By all that see him he's greatly adored
......