Garden
Knit my soul to yours
Oh fairest friend of mine
We'll steal away
To a quiet place
And I'll never leave your side
Call me to your garden
Rapture of my mind
The birds will soar and sing
A new song every morn
Call me to your garden
The wedding hour has come
The people all are dressed in white
And your face shines like the sun
Bird
Make me a bird
I want to soar and sing
And never speak another word
The clouds will be my home
And every soaring note
That dances from my throat
Will be a love song for you
{Colton Castle, coltoncastle@gmail.com}
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