I sit at the window, waiting for you

for each day you wander and dance

and sometimes you shine with the fragrance of life

another time  lost in some distant romance

and I see you at sunset alone and afraid

and call out your name and you smile

for I never did know you , yet something prevails

would I know you forever, or just for a while...

And love is the archer of all the unknown

unbridled in dreams of the heart

with stuttering songbirds all calling their tune

forever together and never apart

and I watched us in moonlight

as red skies fell blue

and I followed the kiss in the dark

reaching for clover and pastures all new

carving the breath of love on the bark...

Shall I hold of your hand and see what you dream

so pretty and dressed in the light

and talk of the old times we never could know

laughter and sparkles of stars in the night...

And I sit by the window and watch you go by

each day that you wander and dance

could love be so simple and touch the divine

would dreams of a dreamer be made just by chance

and I never did know you, yet something prevails

touching the grace of a smile

and love is the keeper of dreams on the wind

did I know you forever, or just for a while....

Love was never mine....


Across the border, on the other side

where luckless lovers meet

stealing glances at each one's eyes

whispered secrets, southern heat

and who knows when the fever hits

swirling through the vines

touching hearts of broken dreams

love was never mine ...

A hound dog calls upon the hill

where locusts swell the fields

ceiling fans lay low and squeal

where mantis pray in make believe

and a lonely buzzard hides it's prey

beyond the blue bird pines

pitted pots of night time lust

wrapped in ochre covered shrines

and luckless lovers curse the skies

where all their dreams were torn

and who knows where the time is lost

or when the time was borne...

Sequined hearts still dance and sing

false smiles against the vine

blinded in the Southern heat

yet love was never mine

love was never mine....

Letters....

I watch you read those letters

In the silhouette's of night

placing papers neatly down

'neath the candle's dull and flickered light

and I wonder what it meant to you

from all those passed by years

you never gave me much to know

what hurt your love and drove your tears

and I didn't want to question much

the beauty of disguise

for some it is a madness drawn

written softly , within the eyes..

And I only know I love you so

for this , I know is true

even though your mind has left

I take and bless the heart of you

and I feel the pain of loneliness

as I watch you read those lines

can love be lonely, lost in time

secret heartaches, scared and blind...

For secrets are my destiny

a hidden, devil's curse

and wait for daylight,  raising grace

for surely darkness brings the worst

and love can dance on poisoned wing

driftwood through the trees

all alone with splintered hearts

never knowing how to bleed

for love is mine to seek and find

beyond the dreams of make believe...


And I watch you read those letters

In the silhouette's of night

counting every breath you take

'neath the candle's dull and flickered light

'neath the candle's dull and flickered light....

Letters....

I watch you read those letters

In the silhouette's of night

placing papers neatly down

'neath the candle's dull and flickered light

and I wonder what it meant to you

from all those passed by years

you never gave me much to know

what hurt your love and drove your tears

and I didn't want to question much

the beauty of disguise

for some it is a madness drawn

written softly , within the eyes..

And I only know I love you so

for this , I know is true

even though your mind has left

I take and bless the heart of you

and I feel the pain of loneliness

as I watch you read those lines

can love be lonely, lost in time

secret heartaches, scared and blind...

For secrets are my destiny

a hidden, devil's curse

and wait for daylight,  raising grace

for surely darkness brings the worst

and love can dance on poisoned wing

driftwood through the trees

all alone with splintered hearts

never knowing how to bleed

for love is mine to seek and find

beyond the dreams of make believe...


And I watch you read those letters

In the silhouette's of night

counting every breath you take

'neath the candle's dull and flickered light

'neath the candle's dull and flickered light....

Songbird...

Songbird so free in the Sycamore tree

love is the heart of your song

sweetly touching the willowy winds

walking the fields where freedom belongs

can I touch your wing where blossom is blessed

always forever and free

yearning for laughter, blades of the Sun

touching the grace that burns inside me...

And I know where you go when the darkness is come

I see all the things that you see

and alone there we sit and dream of a love

songbird so free in the Sycamore tree...

Can I take you and hold you and make you all mine

for love is all we can be

and we'll shelter in daydreams that drift on the tides

songbird so free in the Sycamore tree...