For Rosemarie

For Rosemarie Jamaica 1979

Come sit with me beside the fire
Let me feel the love of your desire
I want to reach out and touch your mind
We seem to be two of a kind
Sing to me about a tomorrow
Free from pain and sorrow

When the days get dark before you
And your thoughts are misty and blue
If I am still around
Don’t throw your love on the ground
Come take my hand
Maybe together we can make stand

From the misty hills flow the sound of distant bells
Ringing somewhere o’er the dells
The echo of your sadness floating to the sky
Makes me want to breakdown and cry
Cause I hear something like the end
Slowly coming round the bend

The Earth is one country and all humans are its citizens Dismiss