Winterwood - Cilla Black

No one can take your place with me

And time has proven that I’m right

There’s no place I’d rather be

Than at your place for the night

No time can pass your sight unseen

No moment steals away unfound

Lifetime lived in such a dream

Floats like a feather to the ground

And for the first time I’ve been seeing

The things I’d never noticed without you

And for the first time I’m discovering

The things I used to treasure about you

The birds like leaves on Winterwood

Sing hopeful songs on dismal days

They’ve learned to live life as they should

They are at peace with Nature’s ways

You are as natural as the night

And all that springs from you is good

And the children born beneath your light

Are like the birds on Winterwood

And for the first time I’ve been seeing

The things I’d never noticed without you

And for the first time I’m discovering

The things I used to treasure about you