Eliza
Here I sit with your photograph, Eliza,
A slowly fading image
From an antique camera's eye.
You're such a rainbow, it makes me laugh, Eliza,
To see you filmed in black and white
Against a grey sky.
It's late in the evening
I often look at your photograph, Eliza.
It's quiet now and I'm
Looking at your photograph
Faded and sublime.
I wish that I could meet you
And we could spend some time.
It doesn't do you justice,
But it does my heart good.
You're such a rainbow, it makes me laugh, Eliza,
To see you filmed in black and white
Against a grey wood.
If we could walk together
On an autumn afternoon
Through fields of fallen leaves
With bluebirds all atune.
There's a thousand things I'd ask you.
The day would end too soon.
How I love your dear photograph, Eliza.Elect Lady, you don't know me.
You were gone a hundred years
Before I came along.
Elect Lady, if I could be
I'd like to be like you were:
Valiant and strong.
It fills me with wonder,
It turns me around.
You're such a rainbow, it makes me laugh, Eliza,
To see you filmed in black and white
Above a grey town.
If we could sit and talk
Here I sit with your photograph, Eliza,
A quiet morning through
On a yellow tiled veranda
With a flower blossom view,
We could mix our colours
With tears and a laugh or two.
A slowly fading image
From an antique camera's eye.
You're such a rainbow, it makes me laugh, Eliza,
To see one who shone so bright,
A carousel of coloured light,
Photographed in black and white
Against a grey sky.