you come from far away with pictures in your eyes

of coffeshoppes and morning streets

in the blue and silent sunrise,

but night is the cathedral, where we recognized the sign

we strangers know each other now

as part of the whole design

oh, hold me like a baby, that will not fall asleep

curl me up beside you,and let me feel you through the heat

you're the jester of this courtyard,with a smile like a girl's

distracted by the women, with the dimples and the curls

by the pretty and mischievous

by the timid and the blessed

by the blowing skirts of ladies

who promise to gather you to their breast

oh hold me like a baby that will not fall asleep,

curl me up beside you, and let me feel you through the heat

you have hands of grain and water,and that earring in your ear

the wisdom of your face denies the number of your years

with the finger off the potter and the laughing tale of the fool

the arrange of disorder with your strange and simple rules

yes, now i've met me another spinner of strange and gauzy threads

with a long and slender body, and a bump upon the head

oh, hold me like a baby that will not fall asleep,

curl me up beside you, let me feel you through the heat

with a long and slender body,and the sweetest softest hands

and we'll blow away forever soon,and go on to different lands

and please do not ever look for me

but with me you will stay

and you will hear yourself in song

blowing by one day.