The Elf

Album: Just Yesterday (1966)
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  • I sat upon the Evening Hill
    The shadows set, the night grew still
    And as I sat, guitar on knee
    A voice of flowers called to me

    Sing, sing to me your song
    Sing, for I belong to the night
    In the grey morning light
    I'll be gone

    I turned with eyes that strained for sight
    And there amid the failing light
    Dimly saw a figure small
    Heard a voice of magic call

    Sing, sing to me your song
    Sing, for I belong to the night
    In the grey morning light
    I'll be gone

    My fumbling fingers found the chords
    My trembling lips fought for the words
    I stopped to ask the stranger how
    He softly said, no questions now

    But sing, sing to me your song
    Sing, for I belong to the night
    In the grey morning light
    I'll be gone

    Then with the magic of the elves
    My fingers danced among themselves
    A heart with lightness thus endowed
    Formed melodies I know not how

    Song, played the whole night long
    Thus he danced and clapped through the night
    And with grey morning light
    He was gone

    Now whispering wind plays o'er the hill
    And the evening sounds again grow still
    A year or more has passed since then
    Oh, he will not pass my way again

    And so I sing, sing to you my song
    Sing, for I belong to the night
    In the grey morning light
    I'll be gone

    So I sing, sing to you my song
    Sing, for I belong to the night
    In the grey morning light
    I'll be gone Writer/s: ALISTAIR IAN STEWART
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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