Eric Littman - Morning Dove lyrics

[Verse 1] Sing a call to a morning dove Over the prairie, through the hills I hear it still in the singing of the bread From your lips which splashed my dull house With music [Chorus 1] I went out walking in the wood By a river which never sleeps All I bare, all I sieve I thought of you so presently [Verse 2] I dreamt of the warmest days of our love Which knew not sorrow nor betrayal When truth was will in the singing of the gale But when I lay in a verdant field None could stay my rising [Chorus 2] I went out walking in the wood And the light casts long from the moon And life is short as a breath half-taken I could not wait to tell you truth [Post-Chorus] I have been waiting on you [Outro]