god is here

god is there

in the trees

in the air

in the oceans

in the dew

in the mirror

howdy do

I said I do not have a lot

Invested at the bank

And my old car's a clunker

That sometimes will not crank

My job...It just ain't paying much

But love is more than money

She said your tale's a touching one

But who're you calling honey

I lay and listen to the birds
on a morning soft and grey
as addled memories chase
my half thought dreams away

I turn to you and kiss your eyes
and brush your sleepy hair
you murmur soft, lips apart
our limbs begin to stir

You pull me to your gentle warmth
drowsy eyes start to close
your arms become my hearth
our love is my repose

She takes creamand I sugarwe lie in dreamsof can we? could ya?but outside in the midnight cloudshe's all I ever wantedwe take long walks with the dogchrist, she exhausts me-we're down lanes and up hillsand when I catch her at the topeach kiss seems to change herI don't know this womanwe are just so intimate,I'd love to see into her heartbut maybe I already did andI'm just too dumb to tell wood from treesI know it hurts when she's not thereI have cream, and all this sugarand those dreams I mentioned?Get outta' here-I'd never dare tell her about all that.