you come from far away with pictures in your eyes
of coffeshoppes and morning streets
in the blue and silent sunrise,
but night is the cathedral, where we recognized the sign
we strangers know each other now
as part of the whole design
oh, hold me like a baby, that will not fall asleep
curl me up beside you,and let me feel you through the heat
you're the jester of this courtyard,with a smile like a girl's
distracted by the women, with the dimples and the curls
by the pretty and mischievous
by the timid and the blessed
by the blowing skirts of ladies
who promise to gather you to their breast
oh hold me like a baby that will not fall asleep,
curl me up beside you, and let me feel you through the heat
you have hands of grain and water,and that earring in your ear
the wisdom of your face denies the number of your years
with the finger off the potter and the laughing tale of the fool
the arrange of disorder with your strange and simple rules
yes, now i've met me another spinner of strange and gauzy threads
with a long and slender body, and a bump upon the head
oh, hold me like a baby that will not fall asleep,
curl me up beside you, let me feel you through the heat
with a long and slender body,and the sweetest softest hands
and we'll blow away forever soon,and go on to different lands
and please do not ever look for me
but with me you will stay
and you will hear yourself in song
blowing by one day.
