Love’s confusing…its an overload dream
I’ve got too many feelings and I don’t know what they mean
quicksilver lady, i cannot pin her down
quicksilver lady, her presence is a dream
my easy drifting is gone without a trace
our lover’s dancing all other time’s erased
I’ve got to focus…I feel this more each day
love should have its moments, but life’s the game I’d play
come then, tell her… let her stay or slip away
these days, so full of essences, to me just steps along my way
I love this lady…she’s more mirror than I’ve seen
but more than soft and easy…she’s a lover’s tangled dream.
gallagher
aug 29, 78
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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