Joe Jung: Music
Sketches
Dawn shines off your face and sinks into my heart So many things to wish for and so little time But to see you sleeping soundly beneath the rising sun Throws sketches on the pages of my little life Your hair is of sunflowers with the tint of blood It shimmers like no bird ever seems to fly And to see your red silk shining in the autumn wind Means more to me than any other color might I'd live my life if you'd be my wife a happy man I'd sing the day away under a weightless sky And happiness that many people dream to have Would flow upon my love for you like ebbing tides Do you hear? Do you hear the whispers of the trees they say to me Pick up your muse and entertain a famed desire To sing to you makes all my worries disappear And to make you smile proves to me that I'm alive Now dawn shines off your face and sinks into my heart So many things to wish for and so little time But to see you sleeping soundly beneath the rising sun Throws sketches on the pages of my little life Do you hear? Do you hear?