Softly - Gordon Lightfoot

    Softly she comes
    Whispers the breeze with her passing
    In secret love she is laughing
    Softly she comes in the night

    Softly she sighs
    Sweetly she lies never sleeping
    Her fragrance all in my keeping
    Softly she comes in the night

    Down the darkened hall
    I hear her footsteps on my stair
    And she is in my arms once more

    Then softly she goes
    Her shining lips in the shadows
    Whisper goodbye at my window
    Softly she goes in the dawn

    Down the darkened hall
    I hear her footsteps on my stair
    And she is in my arms once more

    Then softly she goes
    Her shining lips in the shadows
    Whisper goodbye at my window
    Softly she goes in the dawn
    Softly she goes in the dawn

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