How Could You Do This to Me?

I wake up, methinks,

when the drawbridge sinks--

it's alright.

 

 

I lift beauty up,

and morning laughs at my calls

of fondling;

fondling light...

 

 

beyond the moon.

beyond the tree-tops, I see

roads to bow in that milky sky,

but can't you see the rainbow,

oh,

rainbow...

 

 

 

so reach away from me,

and feel serenity,

you think you're not for me,

I think I'm not for you,

but what do we really see?

 

 

 

yes, tell me out,

 

 

 

how you do this to me?