Hidden - Chagall

How this night is still and sweet

With flowers on every tree

Peace comes to them on quiet feet

But it doesn’t come to me

Come to me

I just listen to his heart beat

Right under my cheek

I hear it so it must be in there

It’s so hard to see

How warm the air feels to my skin

In the trees the crickets sing

Peace comes to every living thing

But it doesn’t come to him

Come to him

I just listen to his heart beat

Right under my cheek

I hear it so it must be in there

It’s so hard to see

His peace is hidden with his fate

Next to his song and keys

Love’s hidden in a lonely place

Will it ever be in me?