Charlene Soraia - Meadow Child Lyrics
He's still a meadow child, one of the sunI stay in the shadow until he returnsand comes back to me I write him postcards and lettersAnd he always does replyAnd tells me sweet talesOf his pastoral lifeHe comes back to meI wrote postcardsHe comes back to meHe's still a meadow child, one of the sunI stay in the shadow until he returnsAnd comes back to me