Goodnight, Eloise
The flowers on the hill
Are blown away on summer breeze
Goodnight, Eloise
Are you still awake
Or on to dream another dream
I believe in sunlight laughing
Through the years
The time is passing
Don’t you think it’s time for you and me
You lament, another sorrow
In my mind, there’s still tomorrow
Baby sister, would you care to see
Goodnight, Eloise
Were you in Orleans
Or in Paree in small cafés
Causing quite a scene
But only when your heart
Has been delayed
I believe there’s still tomorrow
Would you take
A hand and borrow
Things upon my soul, upon the page
By surprise and never knowin'
We collide and doors are open
Baby sister, you know how to dream
So sail away and dream
Goodnight, Eloise
The flowers on the hill
Are blown away on summer breeze
Goodnight, sweet Marie
Reading all your books
In small cafés
I believe in sunlight laughing
Though the years
No tears are passing
Goodnight, Eloise
Another day
Goodnight, Eloise
Another day
About the Creator
Sawyer Phillips
Singer-songwriter recovering from an injury. *Now pursuing a career in creative writing* Black coffee and late night flights. ☕️✈️✨
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