Sunday, 12 December 2010

Yoga girl

VERSE (F C Dm7 C)
She rises in the morning
With the birds
Goes to that special place
Deep in herself


Goes through her movements
Like a cat
Stretching out
Reaching up up up


CHORUS
That's my yoga girl
All she can be
Supple and silent
Lithe and free


My yoga girl
A picture of grace
A powerful creature
Contained in herself


VERSE
I see her body
So thin but so strong
Lifting herself
Above the world


In the watery morning light
Her siloutte dances
The first dusty rays
Give her a glow oh oh


CHORUS


MIDDLE (Dm/Am/C)
And she doesn't know that I'm there
Watching her silently
As she moves and rolls and writhes


And she doesn't know that I care
For her so deeply
As she comes back to lie next to me


CHORUS

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