oh holy dawns of springtime oh bright mornings my cave only ever opens where it meets with thee how I want to open my eyes when you start shining if you can warm a heart like this one I will make due with my tears on the grass
oh holy dawns of springtime oh bright mornings my cave only ever opens where it meets with thee how I want to open my eyes when you start shining if you can warm a heart like this one I will make due with my tears on the grass