A rocking chair for two to share
upon the porch we built
with lemonade and hair in braid
and kisses without guilt
The bullfrogs song moves night along
as stars in heaven play
and you intwine your hand in mine
melting my cares away
The setting sun where wild deers run
marks soft the end of day
you touch my face with gentle grace
and drive all doubts away
The night floats in on silent wings
the cool night air now cold
so come now bed my angel said
this day has grown so old
Remember though before we go
to make it widely known
the rocking chair is ours to share
and ours my love alone
Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 1:55 PM UTC
A rocking chair for two to share
upon the porch we built
with lemonade and hair in braid
and kisses without guilt
The bullfrogs song moves night along
as stars in heaven play
and you intwine your hand in mine
melting my cares away
The setting sun where wild deers run
marks soft the end of day
you touch my face with gentle grace
and drive all doubts away
The night floats in on silent wings
the cool night air now cold
so come now bed my angel said
this day has grown so old
Remember though before we go
to make it widely known
the rocking chair is ours to share
and ours my love alone