This home that loved us all my family, friends and me still lives on that desert hill.
Did I tell you I love you?
Turn a page? There are no more.
Went hunting today, ‘twas me my girl did bring Slowly pacing through lush green of Spring. Our senses sharp at
If you and she are going to start a life Don’t forget to bring the stove Wishing all alone that
Returning home quietly within my dream Stepped out of my cloud looked down the hill To see my mother and
Gutless scared I turn my head away Cleaned and sterile stained I fearful lay my arm Givers of care in