Drinkin wine, coming home here late at night
she’s calling me back for ten years
she’s so pretty
Just having her in my life makes me feel special
I wonder how to save this feeling
I feel love come stealing behind my eyes
I see her hair … her face and feelings
she’s too much like what I always wanted
that others seem foolish and her vision clearer.
How can I hold this feeling…
ten years wore it down.
C.S. Lewis whispers to me … its the Devil come posing
He’s habit and taking for granted that good love is common
and that we’re not necessarily cast with our best mate.
He’s long lookin without sight … he’s un-huhs and half heard
Ah, beneath it all … we’ll grow old together or apart
everything’s for something … every play has its purpose
That love has stood so long could be my lesson
or just another meaningless rhyme in life’s fathomless song
but do I care here … no, I still see my vision’s light
her love speaks to me tonight.
gallagher
19 dec 78
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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