To You I Sing (From, Coradoba)

To you I sing My song in words A playful feeling Like the wind in trees A thought that is with a single breeze A seed to catch and hold The perfumed garden Inside to be the flowers Each road ahead My dreams filled with air A long way inside the circle Of each romantic secret What you might say To my ear in a playful whisper All colors warped inside of this To come and be closer The walls of walls Surrounding each garden With fanciful gates and secrets That only lover know The thoughts that come and warp the heart With innocence and something more About the songs we both will become When dark and chill are faraway