Lyrics

He sits waiting longin’ for love.
Moonlight, shining in his eyes like a star.
Holding a dream, a love long ago,
he sits at the window
making snow angels with his mind.

She is on his mind
and holds her dear
and wonders at the softness of her hair.

Lost in a thought,
a kiss in the field.
Springtime, love time,
holding hands, mesmerized.
“Why did she go?”, he wonders out loud.
No one ever
loved him like that again.

She is on his mind
and holds her dear
and wonders at the softness of her hair.

The red sky remembers.
The wind hints of rain.
All night he’s been calling out her name.

When I awoke
I saw her in my dream.
I didn’t know if I was young or old.
A morning cloud, passing slow.
Was it real?
A memory I could feel.
That sexy smile before your kiss
made me miss days like this.

and you are on my mind,
I hold you dear
and wonder at the softness of your hair.

And wonder at the softness of your hair.

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Standard Tuning, 2nd Fret
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