Galadriel (Harvest Barclay James)

She comes up with the morning sun And tells me life has just begun Oh, what it is to be young And in the early morning light She brings me flowers from the sun Oh what it is to be young And if you see her you will know She's like a shadow Passing softly on the snow And in the early evening light She brings me flowers for the night Oh what it is to be young And if you see her you will know She's like a shadow Passing softly on the snow And in the early evening light She brings me flowers for the night Oh what it is to be young