© Michael Peter Smith
I built a boat this morning
I sailed out on the breaking waves this morning
And there across the sea so green blue I saw you
The rocks cried out beneath the breakers
Come away Anitra
Out on the highway of your mind Anitra
Have you been lonely for the white dove
Sweet love
Love is but a moment's pleasure
And days of love are soon forgiven
The woods are red in autumn
I thought I'd take a walk to town in autumn
Beneath a spreading tree so bent down
I found
A stone that had been lost for centuries
Come away Anitra
Out on the highway of your mind Anitra
Have you been lonely for the white dove
Sweet love
Love is but a moment's pleasure
And days of love are soon forgiven
Forgiven
Recorded on: Michael Smith/Love Stories
