her eyes dart round

o my love is light as a dove

her skin is fair and dark is her hair

and her eyes dart 'round and fall on the ground

and her lips move along to an old country song

down south you will find among the high pines

an old liquor store where we danced on the floor

o the light on the wall

it brightens the hall

but the room in the back is quiet and black

what keeps me alive is the green in her eyes

and the sweet distant drone of her voice on the phone

could i hear

in death

her voice and her breath?

could i hear them sounds in life underground?

o lightly she walks among the white storks

and

crane in her neck

she steps from the deck

could i bow in the sand to your lily white hand?

can my head gently rest in your lily white breast?

o my love is light as a dove

her skin is fair and dark is her hair

and her eyes dart 'round and fall on the ground

and her lips move along to an old country song