Pulling into the drive
Red light on the porch...

If I could spend the rest of my life in your arms
My days and nights would be filled with love...

It is centuries old
The lamest holiday...

Take me in your arms this night
Pull me close breath upon my skin...

From the moment of our birth
We are stalked by death...

Rain tapping on the glass
Reflecting the storm outside...

When you were my little man
Laughing, playing and holding my hand...

I have paid my dues
Drank with gentlemen and scholars...

Kick out the jams!
The weekend is here...

Dreams are made of wonder
Drifting through your inner sight...

There is so much I do not know
I may never understand it all...

Explosion of purple, orange and yellow
Mountains bathed in your light...