My Lady - Mountain

I see her sailing on her silver wings

With hands that move like little trees

Alive and bending in my raging storm

To a heartbeat, my lady lives for me

To a heartbeat, my lady lives for me

Out of the country to my city life

All wrapped in dreams she wears like pearls

She dances to the music that I play for her

And my lady is the softness in my world

And my lady is the softness in my world

Comin' back from the mountain

My lady waits for me

My lady waits for me

In paint and ribbons and her colored shells

All she imagines for my days

And weaves a life that is feeling good for me

And my lady hears every note I play

And my lady hears every note I play

My rooms are filled with all she’s made by hand

My songs are filled with all her rhymes

My heart is filled with the work that we’ve been doin'

And the children we’ll be havin' all in good time

And the children we’ll be havin' all in good time

Comin' back from the mountain

My lady waits for me

My lady waits for me