Nightingale Songtext

von Windsor for the Derby

You know the sound of my keys,
Trying to find the door.
You know the sound of my feet,
Trying to find the floor.
You know how much slow I grow.
You know my quicked heart.
You know just where I am.
You know where I start.
Nightingale.
You know my wearisome world.
Nightingale.
You know my wearisome world.
I know that I have opened your face
In the sleeping morning sun.
I know that I have opened your eyes
When the night has come.
I know the feel of your touch
When I fastly sleep.
I know the love you gave,
You want so much to keep.
Nightingale.
I know your wearisome world.
Nightingale.
I know your wearisome world.
I'm trying to find another word (to tell you I love you)