Lonely Sky

the cold north wind they call " la bise "

is swirling round about my knees ,

trees are crying leaves into the river ;

i'm huddled in this french caf'e ,

i never thought i'd see the day ,

but winter is here and summer's really over ,

even the birds have packed up and gone ,

they're flying south with their song ,

and my love , she too has gone , she had to fly ,

take care , it's such a lonely sky ,

they'll trap your wings my love and hold your flight ,

they'll build a cage and steal your only sky ,

fly away , fly to me , fly when the wind is high ,

i'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky ...

the old cathedral lights are low ,

she and i we'd often go there ,

to admire and sometimes kneel in prayer ;

lords and ladies lie in stone ,

hand in hand from long ago ,

and though their hands are cold they'll love forever ,

even the choir rehearses those songs ,

for christmas is not long ,

and alone , i sing my song , she had to fly ,

out there it's such a lonely sky ,

they'll trap your wings my love and hold your flight ,

they'll build a cage and steal your only sky ,

fly away , fly to me , fly when the wind is high ,

i'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky ,

fly away , fly to me , and if you need my love ,

i'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky ...

i'll come in with the dawn ,

i'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky ,

on the wings of the morn ,

i'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky ,

above the world we'll be flying ,

i'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky ...