Amelia
Sitting here under the moon
And the wind whispers in the midnight bloom
Amelia, I'm thinking about the days that we had
And now I'm off walking again
Twinkle little star is my only friend
Amelia, I regret that I left you that day
And now I see the morning sun arising
And I'm longing home
Back to the place where I belong
And I belong with you
Over the hillside and into the sea
I seek a future but all I can see is Amelia
I see the silhouette of her face in the clouds
I try to sing about war and peace
But all my songs are made from memories of Amelia
And the melodies all come from the birds
They sang when the black air turned to gray light in the morning
They flew to the south and took my heart under their wings
Amelia was a bird and then she crashed into a window
Well I got the news and so I laid down to sleep
For a hundred years for they say time heals the wounded
And now I see the morning sun arising and I'm longing home
Back to the place where I belong and I belong with you
Sitting here under the moon
And the wind whispers in the midnight bloom
Amelia, I'm thinking about the days that we had
And the wind whispers in the midnight bloom
Amelia, I'm thinking about the days that we had
And now I'm off walking again
Twinkle little star is my only friend
Amelia, I regret that I left you that day
And now I see the morning sun arising
And I'm longing home
Back to the place where I belong
And I belong with you
Over the hillside and into the sea
I seek a future but all I can see is Amelia
I see the silhouette of her face in the clouds
I try to sing about war and peace
But all my songs are made from memories of Amelia
And the melodies all come from the birds
They sang when the black air turned to gray light in the morning
They flew to the south and took my heart under their wings
Amelia was a bird and then she crashed into a window
Well I got the news and so I laid down to sleep
For a hundred years for they say time heals the wounded
And now I see the morning sun arising and I'm longing home
Back to the place where I belong and I belong with you
Sitting here under the moon
And the wind whispers in the midnight bloom
Amelia, I'm thinking about the days that we had
Credits
Writer(s): Donald Cumming, John Eatherly, Maxwell Kamins, Alexander Aird
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