The Valley

I know she stayed in town last night Didn't get in touch I know she has my number right She can't face seeing us She sings in the valley in the morning Many a morning I have woke Longing to ask her what she's mourning Course I know it can't be spoke Perhaps she's had too much of love Can be a sickly thing That's why she mourns the morning dew And the newness that it brings She sings in the valley in the morning Many a morning I have woke Longing to ask her what she's mourning Of course I know it can't be spoke I love you in the morning I love you in the day I'd love you in the evening If only she would stay We love beauty 'cause it needs us to It needs our brittle glaze And innocence reminds us to Cover our drooling gaze She's down there in the valley I know she wanders there She's down there in the valley I can see her golden hair I love you in the morning My angel of the west I love you in the evening And I will do my very best I'll do my very best