Quiet Soul
Gayle Caldwell
Soul, quiet soul
Quiet hours, silent kisses in the night
Who am I to believe that it's not around?
Dreams, secret dreams
Lovely thoughts, perfumed air everywhere
Who am I to resist and love to share?
For I'm a creature of warmth
Without your sweet love I would die
Without the spring the tree grows bare
Without her wings the bird can't fly
Blossom, fragrant blossom
Tender feeling, lovely music in my heart
Who am I to refuse to let it start?
For I'm a creature of warmth
Without your sweet love I would die
Without the spring the tree grows bare
Without her wings the bird can't fly
Soul, quiet soul