Do you think of me
When the music of morning
First begins to sound,
When his barks and their horns
stir your world with their singing?
Do you think of me
As the sun lengthens shadows,
Until all the world
Fades into one big shadow,
And the night music begins?
Do you think of me
As your eyes close, and the night
Folds in around you,
Like the arms of a lover,
To hold you until morning?
You are in my mind
During all of these moments.
You are the music
Of my life, but I wonder,
Do you ever think of me?
