You have many houses, one for every season   Mountains in your windows, violets in your hands   Through your English meadows your blue-eyed horses wander   You're in Colorado for the spring      When the winter finds you, you fly to where it's summer   Rooms that face the ocean, moonlight on your bed   Mermaids swift as dolphins paint the air with diamonds   You are like a seagull as you said      Why do you fly bright feathered sometimes in my dreams?   The shadows of your wings fall over my face   I can feel no air, I can find no peace   Brides in black ribbons, witches in white   Fly in through windows, fly out through the night      Why do I think I'm dying sometimes in my dreams   I see myself a child running through the trees   Searching for myself, looking for my life   Looking everywhere crawling on my knees   I cannot see the leaves, I cannot see the light      Then I see you walking just beyond the forest   Walking very quickly, walking by yourself   Your shoes are silver, your coat is made of velvet   Your eyes are shining, your voice is sweet and clear   "Come on", you say, "Come with me, I'm going to the castle"      All the bells are ringing, the weddings have begun   But I can only stand here, I cannot move to follow   I'm burning in the shadows and freezing in the sun      There are people with you living in your houses   People from your childhood who remember how you were   You were always flying, nightingale of sorry   Singing bird with rainbows on your wings