Gordon Lightfoot - Softly |
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Softly
Gordon Lightfoot Softly she comes Whispers the breeze with her passing In secret love she is laughing Softly she comes in the night Softly she sighs Her fragrance all in my keeping Softly she comes in the night Sweetly she lies never sleeping Down the darkened hall And she is in my arms once more I hear her footsteps on my stair Then softly she goes Her shining lips in the shadows Whisper goodbye at my window Down the darkened hall Softly she goes in the dawn And she is in my arms once more I hear her footsteps on my stair Then softly she goes Whisper goodbye at my window Softly she goes in the dawn Her shining lips in the shadows Softly she goes in the dawn |
