Letra de Dear Richard
Are these the songs - you write..... out on, the prairie
With the moon over your genius head - brightly shining
And does all your passion, grow, from your just one kiss
Along comes - a fair maiden, with a hemp bag and a horse
Maybe she was a miracle - an angel dropping course


Was she just a lovely, passing in the night
Though no stranger to the groves, she'd been riding for miles
With desire for a word, far and w..ide, as one can see
Yours to the loveliest lips - your sure you'd ever seen
And in..... such a brilliant light


At the end of the day, North of Ocala
With the dirt and the orange and the fear still coating your mouth
The night is an awfully big place
Surrender yourself to - time and space
Dear Richard, are these songs you write