Inga Swearingen - April Afternoon

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An April afternoon the wind is carrying a tune
The grass on the hill-side is rippling like the waters of the sea
Moving all the branches on a tree
Blooms of jasmine flower perfume the air
I imagine kissing your dark hair
I remember you...
Blew straight into my heart like the wind through my window
I danced with the breeze in my arms
The breeze in my arms
Joy is our song while the days grow long
And the birds sing measureless music
And the dark December is gone
And it's late at night and later still
And I'm quiet enough to feel you here with me
Last night I dreamed you older than you are
It was beautiful and sad to me
'Cause I want you here for ever
No I don't want you to leave
Your hands so strong and beautifully calm
Will allways be there to catch me when I fall