More Most Manner - Roger More

We would walk out on a golden clifftop The wind rolled up from the sea below He said he loved me in his quiet manner I was watching the crocuses in awe A summer with a gentle sea breeze We never stopped or talked too long He'd say you're the only one I'm after Are you just gonna keep walking on He loves me His wife's hair had golden ripples She's in a painting with a mulberry tree When I asked him did hе love me better He didn't even look at me Then they had a party in their garden Their dresses billowed with fear and lust She handed me a cloudy glass and then said You'll see some good if you extend the trust You'll see some good if you extend the trust He loves me He loves me I heard her say we planted seeds in Autumn I heard her say but I'll be gone this Spring I heard her say they'd take me where the wind blows The final painting by the mulberry king She had gone again and left the clifftop But every night I couldn't sleep or rest She kept coming to my dreams and singing It's me at twenty-two he sees When the wind blows around your dress He loves me