Golden Hair

Lean out your window, golden hair I heard you singing in the midnight air my book is closed, I read no more watching the fire dance, on the floor I've left my book, I've left my room For I heard you singing through the gloom singing and singing, a me

(These lyrics are originally from "Chamber Music" by James Joyce (1907) Lean out your window, golden hair I heard you singing in the midnight air my book is closed, I read no more watching the fire dance, on the floor I've left my book, I've lef