For the Love of a Child

i use to dream i could fly
after the shoutin' and the whispers were gone
long ago was a time
when i could sleep safe and climb
the smell of ol cigarrettes and beer
shut my mouth and my ears
but i could see troubles turnin'
lovin' eyes into tears
for the love of a child
for the love of a child
for the love of a child
in my dreams late at nite
aint it funny when it rains
and you’re movin' kinda slow
memories touch your shoulders
and you fly again alone
outta sight outta mind
it aint true when you’re older
special secrets only God knows
never disappear at all
1st verse
c. 2014 gypsy eyes music, bmi
malcolm holcombe