My Lady

I see her sailing on her silver wings
 With hands that move like little trees
 Alive and bending in my raging storm
 To a heartbeat, my lady lives for me
 To a heartbeat, my lady lives for me
 Out of the country to my city life
 All wrapped in dreams she wears like pearls
 She dances to the music that I play for her
 And my lady is the softness in my world
 And my lady is the softness in my world
 Comin' back from the mountain
 My lady waits for me
 My lady waits for me
 In paint and ribbons and her colored shells
 All she imagines for my days
 And weaves a life that is feeling good for me
 And my lady hears every note I play
 And my lady hears every note I play
 My rooms are filled with all she's made by hand
 My songs are filled with all her rhymes
 My heart is filled with the work that we've been doin'
 And the children we'll be havin' all in good time
 And the children we'll be havin' all in good time
 Comin' back from the mountain
 My lady waits for me
 My lady waits for me