From My Window..
From My Window - Michael Howard
From this window of mine can see the world,
in the mist of the morning light.
When evening comes, the setting sun slips behind the trees,
the stars they shine and fill the nighttime sky with song.
In Silent communion, my weary soul finds shelter from the storm.
When I'm tired and worn and all my strength is gone, it's here I
search my soul, as the gentle breeze sings the sweetest lullaby.
Gazing from my window to the heavens above,
like a southbound train I'll fly when the seasons change.
From this window of mine can see the world,
in the mist of the morning light.
When evening comes, the setting sun slips behind the trees,
the stars they shine and fill the nighttime sky with song.
In Silent communion, my weary soul finds shelter from the storm.
When I'm tired and worn and all my strength is gone, it's here I
search my soul, as the gentle breeze sings the sweetest lullaby.
Gazing from my window to the heavens above,
like a southbound train I'll fly when the seasons change.
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