Текст песни Years (By One Thousand Fingertips)

If you hated music Would you be a mother with a family? If your songs weren't written Would i still get shivers from your silence Until tears are welled up in my eyelids? If your duty wasn't earthly Would you understand its beauty? Please do these things for me. Please know that you have held one thousand years (by one thousand fingertips). If your words weren't charming Would they still sit on fences in my eardrums? If your voice was harmful Would it be a storm cloud On the golden bay of summer's starting? If i didn't know you I would not be nearly as inspired. Please do these things for me. Please know that you have held one thousand years (by one thousand fingertips).