Silence mastered the morning, it almost took control, until the whispers from my heart to the blue bird called. The wind took my hand, the sunshine led the way and I danced to the memories made.
A fool to imagination, it took me by surprise as the images of love transpired before my very eyes. I tried to look away, refusing to see, but the branches from the willow began to tickle me.
Sing maiden, dance by the stream, as your love waits for you in your morning daydreams. La de da de da da, la de da de do do and the blue bird flapped his wings for the return home.