Quiet peace of the year, blossoming in the leisure Lower keys on the moon, fills it up in a room with melodies Full of rain and sunshine My man along the lane, quiet conversations with the gleam I've always tried to tell him I'm back and free But I'm falling like a fool, cause I'm calling back for you again It's blues and whites pass above Luminous saturated silver line, fall asleep into your arms As weightless flame My man along the lane, quiet conversations with the gleam I've always tried to tell him I'm back and free But I'm falling like a fool, cause I'm calling back for you again My man along the lane, quiet conversations with the gleam I've always tried to tell him I'm back and free But I'm falling like a fool, cause I'm calling back for you again But I'm falling like a fool, cause I'm calling back for you again *