As we talked and she walked and the morning moved along

“It’s been a while since you’ve written, so write me a love song”

It seems to amuse her to put me on the spot

“The heart has it’s reasons that reason knows not”


Like a footprint on the beach ; Like a memory , its there

Like a note from a lover ; Like a talisman ,  a prayer

Like a bolt from the blue ; Like a shock, it’s a rush

Like a small kindness remembered ; Like a whisper, a blush

Like a May mountain snow storm,

Like April showers in the south

Like an explosion, It’s on fire

Like a kiss on the mouth