She's a gentle bell, she's a cat eye A gold breath on a wire A sing soft sail in the other room A red hot cleansing fire My cold feet warm in a straight line Dancing Spanish Hands My heart retires far early Away these foreign lands She's a yellow girl, she's a sunflower A thin wind well mind lead A glass like sea for miles and miles A book to love to read Long haul rolling on the shadow side Regardless where I stand My heart retires far early Away these foreign lands Mark these days that constant fade That wilt among the wars The big ones we all suffer from The small ones, mine of yours I'll throw no coin on grand design I cannot understand My heart retires far early Away these foreign lands Let kind words surround her mind Give her sorrow flight Give the new eyed sleep of babes Then let her softly rise To see the morning brush the blinds Behind no greater plan My heart retires far early Away these foreign lands