The Melody Book
Ronnie Martin
She sews little hearts
And bakes a gingerboy
I carry her heart
And make her wooden toys
And castles with kings
And a flower for
My princess and me
And a melody for you my love
Melody for you my only love
She spins golden hay
And makes a golden wand
I sing secret songs
That only she hears
And she makes me long for the olden days
That long since have gone
Oh, there are no words for how i feel
Nothing can keep my thoughts from you