Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Another Porch

Somewhere on another porch
In another town
You will sit and watch
The sun go down
You’ll play a song
On your guitar
Making a wish
On the first star

On someone-else’s porch
You’ll walk through the front door
Sit at someone-else’s table
As she asks ‘would you like some more?’
And you’ll smile
Like only you can do
And then she can’t help it
But smile a little too

Somewhere on another porch
Under an August moon
With the song from a weeping willow
Strumming a soulful tune
As a thousand, thousand candles
Flicker in a perfect sky
You will be saying ‘hello’
Instead of good-bye…


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