A field of lavender I gaze With the wind and the morning haze The wind blows soft my hair With the fragrance of the morning air Gently I stroke your cheek A tender touch of electricity And the petals glow soft on your face With shadows of silk-spun lace In the hills I wander alone Just a thought of my Island home The echoing of your voice Fills a harmony in my mind as crystal pure ...as the liquid sunshine The water glides off your skin Sparkling as the purest of gems Your eyes, they glitter and shine Captivate my gaze in the warm sunshine Under wings of purity, a dove Lands soft on my shoulder with love. She whispers words in my ear This song, you long to hear.