It's up in the morning it's on the downs And little white clouds like gamboling lambs And I am breathless over you And the red-breasted robin beats his wings His throat it trembles when he sings For he is helpless before you And the happy hooded bluebells bow And bend their heads all a-down Heaved by the early morning dew At the whispering stream, at the bubbling brook The fishes leap up to take a look For they are breathless over you Still your hands, and still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows a new Still your mind, still your soul For still, the fire of a love is true And I am breathless without you The wind circles among the trees And it bangs about the new made leaves For it is breathless without you And the fox chases the rabbit round And the rabbit hides beneath the ground For he is defenseless without you The sky of daytime dies away And all the earthly things they stop to play For we are all breathless without you I listen to my juddering bones The blood in my veins, the wind in my lungs And I am breathless without you Still your hands and still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows a new Still your soul, still your mind For still, the fire of a love is true And I am breathless without you © MUTE SONG; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com