Turquoise
RICHARD C. BRAUN, TODD CHARLES SHARP
Your eyes beams like sunlight on a gull's wings
And the leaves dance and play after you
Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower
Take care with my heart, oh, darling, she's made of glass
Your eyes feel like sunlight resting on me
And the birds cease to sing when you rise
Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted
Take care how you fly, my precious, you might fall down
In the pastel shades of sunlight I have wandered
With my eyes, my ears, my heart strained to the full
I know I've tasted the essence in those few days
Take care who you love, oh, darling, he might not know