Barcarolle

A cloud lets go of the moon

Her ribbons are all out of tune

She is skating on the ice

In a glass in the hands of a man

That she kissed on a train

And the children are all gone into town

To get candy and we are alone in the house here

And your eyes fall down on me

And I belong only to you

The water is filling my shoes

In the wine of my heart there's a stone

In a well made of bone

That you bring to the pond

And I'm here in your pocket

Curled up in a dollar

And the chain from your watch around my neck

And I'll stay right here until it's time

The girls all knit in the shade

Before the baby is made

And the branches bend down

To the ground here to swing on

I'm lost in the blond summer grass

And the train whistle blows

And the carnival goes

Till there's only the tickets and crows here

And the grass will all grow back

And the branches spell 'Alice'

And I belong only to you