On A Hill
Here on a hill I stand Yip….
Watching the day fade away, as you climb the hill I see you
I see you and hear your call Yip… Yip…
I sing my song to you as the flowers fill the air with soft scents
Moon Flowers Song
White as the snow I see you, Delicate and soft
But with the fragrance that drives tall creatures wild
You stand tall in your beauty Yip, Yip….
Shining down I see you, bright and clear, You call to me, ask me to sing
As I watch you, the white flowers rustle in the breeze Yip Yip…
Pastels
Yip…Yip
I feel your soft smile, As you flirt with the moon
Reflecting your beauty Yip….
Shimmering softly as I sing Yip…Yip>>>Yip
Softening
You hear my song and I see you soften
Your color blends with the night sky
As the moon smiles down calling
calling me…. Yip…Yip What is it you say?
Sing to me…sing to me Yip
Sleep well
Time has passed
you have called me to sing my song Yip…
The flowers rustle quietly as the tall creatures pass by Yip…Yip
Sleep well as mother calls Yip…
I will sing your song again Yip
