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 (repeat)

Chorus

Coming back from the Mountain
My lady waits for me (repeat)

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 (repeat)

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 doing
And the children we'll be having all in good time (repeat)

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