Thyne Eyes
Howe Gelb, The Colorist Orchestra
Thyne eyes
Still shine for me
Though far I lonely roved
The land or sea
As I behold
Yon evening star
Which yet beholds not
... beholds not me
When the red bird
Spread his sable wing
And showed his side of flame
When the rose bud ripened to the rose
In both I read they name
This morn I climbed the misty hill
And roamed the pastors through
.. the pastors through
How danced thy form
Before my path
Amidst the deep eyed dew
the deep eyed dew
When the red bird
Spread his sable wing
And showed his side of flame
When the rose bud ripened to the rose
In both I read they name