In a tiny piece of colored glass | |
My love was born | |
And reds and golds and yellows | |
Were the colors in the dawn | |
Night brought on its purple cloak | |
Of velvet to the sky | |
And the girls were wheeling, spinning | |
On jersey Thursday | |
In a tiny piece of colored glass | |
My love was born | |
And reds and golds and yellows | |
Were the colors in the dawn | |
Night brought on its purple cloak | |
Of velvet to the sky | |
And the girls were wheeling, spinning | |
On jersey Thursday |