Milk And Honey - Jackson C. Frank

Gold and silver

Is the autumn

Soft and tender

Are the skies

Yes and no Are the answers

Written in My true love’s eyes

Autumn’s leaving

And winter’s coming

I think that I’ll be moving along

I’ve got to leave her

And find another

I’ve got to sing my heart’s

True song

Round and round

The burning circle

All the seasons

One, two and three

Autumn comes

And then the winter

Spring is born

The world is free

Gold and silver

Bounds my heart on All too soon

They’d fade and die

And then I’d know

There’d be no others

Milk and honey

Where they lie