Lyrics
Lean out your window, golden
hair
I heard you singing in the midnight air
my book is closed, I read no more
watching the fire dance, on the floor
I've left my book, I've left my room
For I heard you singing through
the gloom
singing and singing, a merry air
lean out the window, golden hair...
(These lyrics are originally
from "Chamber Music" (1907) by James Joyce)
© 1970 Lupus Music Ltd / Society of Authors Publishing