celeste

here i stand acting like a silly clown would

i don't know why

would anybody like to try

the changes i'm going through?

a hidden lie would fortify

something that don't exist

but it ain't so bad

i'm just a lad

so many more things to do

i intend to come right through them all with you. my songs are merely dreams visiting my mind

we talk a while by a crooked stile

you're lucky to catch a few

there's no magic wand in a perfumed hand

it's a pleasure to be true

in my crystal halls a feather falls

being beautiful just for you

but that might not be quite true

that's up to you. dawn crept in unseen to find me still awake

a strange young girl sang her songs for me

and left 'fore the day was born

that dark princess with saddening jest

she lowered her eyes of woe

and i felt her sigh

i wouldn't like to try

the changes she's going through

but i hope love comes right through them all with you.