A cloud lets go of the moon Her ribbons are all out of tune She's skating on the ice in a glass In the hands of a man That she kissed on a train And the children have all gone into town To get candy And we are alone in the house here And your eyes fall down on me
I belong only to you The water is filling my shoes In the wine of my heart there's a stone In a well made of bone I will bring to the pond And I'm here in your picket And curled up in a dollar And the chain from your watch Around my neck And I'll stay right here Until it's time
The girls all knit in the shade Before the baby is made The branches bend down to the ground Here to swing on I'm lost in the blond summer grass And the train whistle blows And the carnival goes Till there's only the tickets and crows here But the grass will all grow back
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