There was a time when I’d nothing to do
But sit and dream and reminisce about you
And maybe at some point I’ll find the time
To remember the lovers who left me behind
Or ones I’ve abandoned, often too soon
Aware of the snare of love’s temporary cocoon
Now, though, I sit and I sip and I’m free
Earth turns and yearns and reveals life to me.
Winter is the hush of night, spring the drenching rain
Summer is the golden fields and whispering of grain.
From this I know I cannot tire, autumn’s glow unfurled.
From this peak I’ll not descend, pure wonders of this world.
But sit and dream and reminisce about you
And maybe at some point I’ll find the time
To remember the lovers who left me behind
Or ones I’ve abandoned, often too soon
Aware of the snare of love’s temporary cocoon
Now, though, I sit and I sip and I’m free
Earth turns and yearns and reveals life to me.
Winter is the hush of night, spring the drenching rain
Summer is the golden fields and whispering of grain.
From this I know I cannot tire, autumn’s glow unfurled.
From this peak I’ll not descend, pure wonders of this world.
