Chinese White

Chinese White - Fit

Written by：Mike Heron

The bent twig of darkness

Grows the petals of the morning

It shows them to the birds

Singing just behind the dawning

Come dip into the cloud cream lapping

I can't keep my hand on the plough

Because it's dying

But I will lay me down with my arms

Round a rainbow

And I will lay me down to dream

Oh will your magic Christmas tree be shining

Gently all around

Climbing up these figures

The sun is tugging at my shoulder

And every step I take

I think my feet are getting older

I see the crystal dreams unfolding

I can't keep my eyes on the book

Because it's mouldring

But I will lay me down with my arms

Round a rainbow

And I will lay me down to dream

Oh will your magic Christmas tree be shining

Gently all around