Gene Clark - Lady Of The North

Flying high above the clouds, we lay in the grassy meadow

The earth was like a pillow for our dreams

Trials never entered  into any conversation

That was the relation of our dreams



But as a change  in the wind must come

Over the mountain

And the seasons roll under the sun

Passing the shadows  of our dreams



Flying high above the clouds, we lay in the grassy meadow

The earth was like a pillow, for our dreams

Trials never entered  into any conversation

That was the relation of our dreams



But as a change  in the wind must come

Over the mountain

And the seasons roll under the sun

Passing the shadow  of our dreams



Ah, ah, fine lady of the north

Like silver on the ocean shore

Flying breeze, whispers through the trees

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