[00:17.610]A perfect indian is he[00:26.500]Remembering him life is sweet[00:34.420]Like a weeping willow[00:38.110]His face on my pillow[00:42.860]Comes to me still in my dreams[00:51.170]And there I saw a young baby[00:59.420]A beautiful daughter was she[01:07.670]A face from a painting[01:11.610]Red cheeks and teeth aching[01:15.920]Her eyes like a wild Irish sea[01:24.390]On a table in her yellow dress[01:32.610]For a photograph feigned hapiness[01:40.610]Why in my life is that the only time[01:47.979]That any of you will smile at me[01:57.229]I'm sailing on this terrible ocean[02:04.920]I've come for myself to retrieve[02:13.540]Too long have I been feeling like Lear's children[02:20.790]And there's only one way to be free[03:03.370]He's shy and he speaks quietly[03:12.500]He's gentle and he seems to me[03:20.560]Like the elf-arrow[03:23.690]His face worn and harrowed[03:28.190]Is he a daydreamer like me[03:36.500]I'm sailing on this terrible ocean[03:44.070]I've come for myself to retrieve[03:53.820]Too long have I been feeling like Lear's children[04:01.880]And there's only one way to be free