Judy Collins - Song for David lyrics
[Judy Collins - Song for David lyrics]
And the little one in my arms will sleep
Every rising of the moon makes
The years grow late
And the love in our hearts will keep
There are friends I will make
And bonds I will break
As the seasons roll by and
We build our own sky
In my heart I will wait by the stony gate
And the little one in my arms will sleep
And the stars in your sky
Are the stars in mine
And both prisoners of this life are we
Through the same troubled waters
We carry our time
You and the convicts and me
There's a good thing to know
On the outside or in
To answer not where but just who I am
Because the stars in your sky
Are the stars in mine
And both prisoners of this life are we
The hills that you know will remain for you
And the little willow green will stand firm
The flowers that we planted
Through the seasons past
Will all bloom on the day you return
To a baby at play all a mother can say
He'll return on the wind to
Our hearts and till then
I will sit and I'll wait by the stony gate
And the little one 'neath
The trees will dance
And the little one in my arms will sleep
Every rising of the moon makes
The years grow late
Every rising of the moon makes
The years grow late
And the love in our hearts will keep
There are friends I will make
And bonds I will break
As the seasons roll by and
We build our own sky
In my heart I will wait by the stony gate
And the little one in my arms will sleep
And the stars in your sky
Are the stars in mine
And both prisoners of this life are we
Through the same troubled waters
We carry our time
You and the convicts and me
There's a good thing to know
On the outside or in
To answer not where but just who I am
Because the stars in your sky
Are the stars in mine
And both prisoners of this life are we
The hills that you know will remain for you
And the little willow green will stand firm
The flowers that we planted
Through the seasons past
Will all bloom on the day you return
To a baby at play all a mother can say
He'll return on the wind to
Our hearts and till then
I will sit and I'll wait by the stony gate
And the little one 'neath
The trees will dance
And the little one in my arms will sleep
Every rising of the moon makes
The years grow late