Al Stewart
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Al Stewart - The Elf

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 trembleing lips fought for the words
I stopped to ask the stranger how
He softly said no questions now

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 laughed through the night
and with grey morning light he was gone

Now the whispering wind plays o'r 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

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

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

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

and with grey morning light he was gone
Thus he danced and laughed through the night
Song played the whole night long

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

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

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

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

heard a voice of magic call
dimly saw a figure small
and there amid the failing light
I turned with eyes that strained for sight

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

a voice of flowers called to me
And as I sat guitar on knee
the night grew still
the shadows set
I sat upon the evening hill

Al Stewart - The Elf


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