Our love blossomed from the sheets, we liked to play but not for keeps.
You set me dancing on the air,
we lived our lives without a care.

Once or twice you bought me flowers,
we'd often talk for hours and hours.
We'd watch the rain through the sky
and play a game just you and I.

~ and there goes my soul again,
I gave my all and we're still friends.
There goes my soul,
There goes my soul,
There goes my soul again.

I've seen them walk down the road,
I've seen lovers come and go;
I've seen them smiling
and I've seen them drunk,
There goes my soul again.

Once or twice you bought me flowers,
we'd often talk for hours and hours.
We'd watch the rain through the sky
and play a game just you and I.

Sketching pictures in the sand,
picking apples hand-in-hand.
We drew the water from the stream,
our bellys busted at the seams.l

~ and there goes my soul again,
I gave my all and we're still friends.
There goes my soul,
There goes my soul,
There goes my soul again.

see the people rivers
    look how they flow         
             from place to place                          
            do you think they know            
                             the winding path they follow  
                                      like water in a brook
                    passing over every bend
every rock and every hook    
     do they know the traveled path                              
more than any babbling creek              
                          or are they like the grains of sand          
                                               flowing in the river weak  
                               are people in the people river         
                                       like little drops of rain                                       
                       or are they like the river                                        
every one the same

Silver drops, topaz dreams
sift through
the moon-flower embrace
of time and time again.

The soft steps of my heart
echo through the drift and swell
of Love's sea-washed tide.
To the shore and back
this ocean of roses drifts
upon the frothy waves
of sun-kissed lips.

O, the dew that drops;
and yet lingers still
when night has come to bed.
What voyages this heart has taken
when embraced upon arms
strong and silenced
that hold and grasp
through tempest-tossed seas.


The romance of two entwined
sung into the dusky dawn
while the hearts live
in silver drops, topaz dreams
longing for more moon-flower embraces
in the time and time again of forever.