Your Nature

You sang so softly I closed my eyes Like snowfall on the water I, the only child You had been walking And your skin was cold You took the night with you And I was enthralled By the power of the light And the sound of the changing tide of your nature And it was evening, I saw my breath I was needing to hear your tenderness I was blinded by the sight The power of the changing tide of your nature Stay singing softly You take me home Like a slow boat on the water Like an old stone I was blinded by the sight And the power of the changing tide Blinded by the night The sweet sound of the changing tide of your nature --- Your Nature - Hothouse Flowers