Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands
I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes
I wish the day it soon would come
When she and I could be as one
I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never can be
I'll write her a letter just a few short lines
And I owe death a thousand times
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like red roses fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands
1 | You Do Something To Me |
2 | Wild Wood |
3 | The Changingman |
4 | Broken Stones |
5 | Above The Clouds |
6 | Into Tomorrow |
7 | Wings Of Speed |
8 | I Walk On Gilded Splinters |
9 | Sunflower |
10 | Peacock Suit |