Didn’t you promise to sing these blues away
coax some meaning out of my muddled words
well, hurry up then, i’m already two thirds
drunk on the sultry moonlight…
I haven’t forgotten that you dream
only in black and white
but my glasses
are shaded, you see
(and its not just me)
even the jaded sunlight likes to break free
into a symphony of colors
once in a while
and did i mention that i love your smile?
aren’t we too caught up
in the sway of the stars;
who pays any attention to the hours
or the ceaseless murmuring of the trees
maybe all you really need
is to allow yourself to drift a bit
upon this unchained breeze.
As for me, I’m all set
to glide along,
waiting for my promised song.