Show the voice at the door summer sings singe at the door oh its up my heart and away from this empty house of love wit hits dust of yesterday abroad Is a glad alad wild wind and riot of blossoming bloss oming and the room where wo we sit la Is dull a cheerless and sunless thing now throw we the wide and hear tind and heed and obey life Is loud on the hills and the harlequin blooms are gay let us out from this shrouded place as ion long caged blidt may wing win the wan winter ter hath known our behrs tears but now in the stepson steps step of spring summer bummer sings sines at the door for mourner of love no mo more r e bet but lover of life I 1 stay till the red blood falls to leap and joy Is a thing gone gray I 1 come from a haunted house my grief to your winds I 1 fling oh ah earth of the mother heart bo good to the soul I 1 bring I 1 hear your 0 r peace in her voice your you c call a 11 in yh her c r roundelay summer sings at the boort metropolitan |