Gentle upon her eyes
Is this land
The lights we escape
She breathes the meadow’s dew
Her steps alert the yarrows
I’m a visitor here
The beauty bestowed upon her landscape
I may yearn to love
To hold
Gentle upon her eyes
Is this land
The lights we escape
She breathes the meadow’s dew
Her steps alert the yarrows
I’m a visitor here
The beauty bestowed upon her landscape
I may yearn to love
To hold