I rolled up her little ball of footprints
God knows the true dog in the snow
the sound of her sweet smile unbroken
but taken to mountains she flew
The long night may cease to be your ceiling
the fun may be used to shine
the strings of mockblue morning
may lose their singbird meaning
for your love unfolds into mine
Sweetly taken, I know her true
the dogsmile may have broken mountains
but will she fly the feet of God?
Sweetly taken, I rolled the night
her morning may have broken mountains
but will she shine her bird for God?
Sweetly broken, unfold the blue
her footprints may have taken morning
but will she sing her smile to God?
Mockingbird, smile in the night
fly the snow of morning
sing what you used to lose
green as the mountain
What you lose may be used to shine
the long night may never be your ceiling
before your love unfolds mine
Mockingbird, shine in the night
string the fun to meaning
sing what you used to lose
greener than the morning
I rolled up her little ball of footprints
God knows the true dog in the snow
the sound of her sweet smile unbroken
but taken to mountains she flew
Copyright © 1998 Tom Ross, www.mijazi.com