Lyrics The Last Wish - Amy's Song

At the speed of stars, spinning, turning
The diamond ring, years of creation
Lost in the murky puddle of you
Drifting downs of cotton feather
Pink ribbons from your daughter's hair
But a wishing well has no secrets
A rag leather bag tied to a tree
Birds and flies in the fields

Black velvet covers your eyes
The sound of waves beating your house
Whales pray and sing in the moonlight
Eyes come floating towards your home
An apple tree growing dead golden apples
Sleep is peaceful, feel the beating heart
Breezes brush against your skin
Sitting on a gently rocking sailboat
A thousand stars smiling down