Gently

Softly she plays
Gentle as her gaze
Wakes up to the sun
Her day has begun
Voices outside
Questions in her eyes
Everything seems new
When you’re beautiful and true
And gently, gently
Gently, gently
Beats her heart
Stands at the gate
Hasn’t learned to hate
Happy and unknown
In a garden made of stone
Go sleep in hills
Oh golden daffodils
Just a memory
Of some forgotten dream
And gently, gently
Gently, gently
Beats her heart
Softly she plays
Gentle as her gaze
Her father takes her hand
And leads her down the path
Feet tread the ground
Hardly make a sound
And with the autumn sun
October’s almost gone
And gently, gently
Beats her heart