Mystic Be The Still Of Night

Mystic be the still of night
Beneath the stars that burn so bright
Was that heaven in my sight
Or was it another star that burned so bright

The howling wind rattled pass the door
As leaves fell upon the resting floor
Where now they rest forever more

Till morning where the sun shone through
And I could see the sky as it turned blue
The birds sang songs that sounded true
Within the valley as they flew

And spring bulbs blossomed in the light
Beneath the mountains dressed in white
And there I found that heavenly sight
That made me wish, that it was night