Song of Songs

When your garden is wet with the morning dew
I will lie in the naked grass with you
Fill my head with nature's thick perfume
As the blushing sun throws it scarlet hues
Across the sky and all creation groans
I will sing to you my song of songs

When your fruit is heavy on the vine
I will take a long, long drink of wine
'Til my captured heart cries out your name
Flutters like a songbird in a cage
And you are mine, safe where you belong
I will sing to you my song of songs

So who is this like rosy dawn
Moving softly like a rising fawn
Trailing starlight as she runs
Fair as the moon bright as the sun
She is my bride, I've come to take her home
And I'll sing to you my song of songs
I sing to you my song of songs

Credits:

PW:  lap slide guitar, vocal
written by Pierce Pettis (Slapfight Songs/ASCAP, admin. by Bug Music)