Phantom Lovers(Journeysof the White Canoe)
Your white canoe comes edging down
you skim the river without sound
thank God I guessed that you'd be found
along the Misty river.
I stand upon the bridge and wait
I know I tempt the hand of fate
but I grow bold,the hour is late
along the Misty river
I leap on out and take the tide
to land like magic at your side
together we will always glide
along the Misty river
The essence of the river cares
he runs his fingers
through my hair
He says I'll love you every where
along the Misty river
He wraps his cloak around my heart
warm and white and set apart
I take an oar to make a start
along the Misty river.
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