In The Wind

I think of the gold mist morning

There were shades of blue in the sky with red

I couldn't describe the colors and sounds

The music that angels make in the morning

I stood where the water lapped quietly

And thought about a time of innocence

We did dangerous and destructive things

Walked in darkness

All with a heartless

Sense of wonder

And love was thunder

Within our hearts

Our troubling hearts

We caused such a disarray

And much dismay

Of things that were simple

In a time of decadent dreams we lived

How we ever survived is a mystery

But, it is a beautiful history

We were young and we were free

It was perfect, you being you and I...

being me, I am still the same

You are still you and it is a wonder

We can hear the thunder

In our hearts, so loud

And there is no rain or cloud

Coming down on us

Love, whatever we say is in the wind

Whatever we do is in the wind

These are moments we'll remember

On some gold mist morning