Greenfire Revival

Blue Eyes - Track 3
© Tim Lengerich 2005

verbena

She's my sweet, sweet blue eyes
With pretty brown hair
With loving lips that I
Kiss in prayer

When she pulls me close
She just says, "Ohhh"
I can feel her spirit
Pulsing through my bones

With her I feel
With her I see
With her we solve life’s
Mysteries

Of her I could dream through a
Trumpet's blare
With her I would travel
Anywhere
She's my sweet, sweet blue eyes
With pretty brown hair

In the touch of her hands
Find her healing ways
Like peace in the sunset of a
Desert day

The cracks in the bedrock of my
Personality
She smooths over with her
Love and tea

Who'd have thought that I'd find
In this distant place
Such and elegant woman
Of soothing grace

Of her I could dream through a
Trumpet's blare
With her I would travel
Anywhere
She's my sweet, sweet blue eyes
With pretty brown hair

She's my sweet, sweet blue eyes
With pretty brown hair
She's my sweet, sweet blue eyes
With pretty brown hair

 

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