First Of First (From, Rock Star)

Oh love whispered the wind, Its voice soft and sweet; Years of youth disciplined, Through moments coming beat. The days will become years, With each life reaching high; In laughter and with tears, As days and nights passes by. Slipping the folders through, The silences and future's talk; Yesterdays gone for the new, As seasons circle and walk. Among shatterers turning ways, Behind the straws and hills; The minutes of hours and days, All what the future fulfills. Oh love in each dawn and night, So many voices in the river; To newborn child first bight, what thoughts have yet to deliver. Moments both sharp and unreal, The clouds and blue skies among; First of the first when you feel, And life starts to listen and long.