Calendar - Ian Foster
Composed by：Ian Foster
All the days they bleed together
The passing of a winter's weather
And I still see you standing clear
Strong untouched by the hands of fear
Strong untouched by the hands of fear
All the nights they move as one
Onwards towards a new day's sun
And you the bird upon the wire
Calling up the morning's choir
Calling up the morning's choir
And all the months that've gone astray
A calendar I gave away
And you the final page held dear
The promise of another year
The promise of another year
When all those years they've set you free
Your single boat on an open sea
I will love you still my dear
As in the hour when you first appeared
The hour when you first appeared
The hour when you first appeared
So all the nights they move as one
Onward towards a new day's sun
I'll look for you upon the wire
You'll be calling up the morning's choir
Calling up the morning's choir
You'll be calling up the morning's choir
