Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Another thought

Momma says she doesn't want me hangin' 'round,
Whatever you do, now,don't let Momma know!

I slip out in the in the darkness,
In the frosty moonlight
Fly aross the silver morning meadow.

Candle in the window,
Shadow in the shade,
I know my love lies waiting inside

Close the door now,
Have a taste of wine.

Lord, it's been too long a time...

Way down in the past, My Love,
Feel so young and fine
Wrap your love around me,
The wind is high.

Every minute passing
I want to hold you,
Every minute gone,
Is too long a time

Too Long a Time

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