Too many complicated
Questions come from unequated
Lover's vowes.
Well, if to love means to be free
Then why do broken hearts have keys endowed?
Well I pray to the wise old owl
Every night before I sleep.
Tell me why my lonely nights are never like the stories that I read?
All she said was
At night I feel the gloom
I hear the wild cyote talkin' to the lonely moon
And all my worries take me far away from sleep and safety in my room.
Well I pray to the wise old owl every night before I sleep
Tell me what it means to love before the moon above begins to weep
All she said was
My dreams have had their price
Look up at the sky at night
Shards of glass from my slipper make the stars and the dipper
I know you see them nightly
Do recall you held me tightly once upon a time
Once upon a time
Well I pray to the wise old owl every night before I sleep
Tell me why the song you sing is empty as your hollow tree?