Secret Smile Songtext / Lyric

Sometimes when the evening's young

The wind dies down the setting sun

Crochets the clouds with yarn so fine

And fills the oceans with red wine



I see the sky, the forest fair

Bringing flavor to the air

I raised my glass and in a while

You answer with a secret smile



Hold on

Hold on

Hold on to me






An airborne leaf that landed near

Has carried Dionysus here

I slip away but only when

He sees our glasses filled again



Sometimes when the evening's young

The wind dies down the setting sun

Crochets the clouds with yarn so fine

And fills the oceans with red wine



Hold on

Hold on

Hold on to me



Hold on

Hold on

Hold on to me