High in the ranks of the bleeding hearts?
With one to call my own?
On the docks of the fishing boats?
Of semi precious stone?
Recent light?
Fresh with vacant envy?
Failing all alone?
Frigid spring?
Of the wishy washy wishing well of home?
Missing the mark?
At your seat in the dark?
At a barter banquet amen?
Riding the ride and unleashing the tide?
Of a maiden`s mood swing amen?
Won`t go as planned without asking the hand?
Of the mastermind amen?
Heavenly harness of obstinate power?
He`s down on her knees
Far in the land of the scribble scrabble?
Lightning field of loam?
Where the plow pushed sod with devilled hooves of clones?
Shanty towns?
Harvest hollyhocks?
All frothing full of foam?
Past the claws of the city light is the doorstep
you call home Call home?
She needs you?
He`s down on her knees?
Call home?
She needs you?
He`s down on her knees?
She needs you?