Where am I
I'm sure this is going somewhere, hopefully we'll know where it is when we get there, can we have elves instead of elvies I know he's the king of rock'n'roll but it unnerves me a bit
A new sunrise dries weeping leaves while songbirds sing sweet melodies
The willow tree was dancing............................ ever so gently in the breeze
{spoken} While elvies and fairies played below
Dew Drops adorned her branches Like diamonds glowing bright
that appeared to me..............................In the twilight of the night
{spoken} prism-like reflections lit the show
I thought they were just stories read from books on grandma's knee
And I watched them chase their shadows......... as they began to flee
{spoken} and I knew it was time for me to go
To take flight and travel to distant lands, hotter climes with shifting sands
We move on as time decrees............................youth must pass by
{spoken} No more love trysts 'neath willow trees
Give me a break I'm an Artist, I'm very emotional

You don't stop laughing when you grow old; you grow old when you stop laughing.