The days they seem too long
Though not as long as the song
That the songbird sings on dunes
That ebb and flow with the moon
And I am caught between the shadows
And the curtains of the windows
Singing a tune for you
The flag is hoisted in the castle
I see the knights ride in
But have I pawned the dirty rascal
Who calls me back to the king
And the Bishop eying the Queen
Only a peasants rebellion will win the scene
What's done is done, what's been has been
Singing a tune for you
The day that Christmas came and went
Found me in a little tent
Praying for the windows
Into out of, round the bend
Of the road of good intent
Before I rode up to your window
And showered you with flowers
From the chimney sweep's chimney
Just singing a tune for you
Making up the last verse
Was like I had you on my shoulder
Singing to me lovely dreams not ever getting older
Only fleeting like the blizzards, ever getting colder
Until I warm them by your fire
Makes my mind a little kinder
Once again my hope is that I shall find her
Singing a tune for you
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