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you came to me in a summer haze

I really liked your gypsy style

your hair was silky and your lips were smooth

you had quite an innocent smile

and you led me off to a murky pond

showed me the beauty of the breeze

we spent the night interwtined

underneath magnolia trees



we rode a horse to a sugar hill

where your sweet eyes glistened and gleamed

spent the night naming stars

and speaking of our dreams

and when we woke in the morning dew

I felt so alive







I remember getting lost on some northern road

and holding you in the rain

I lost my car, and we lost our minds

but our loyalty remained

and I'll never forget that mournful night

when your Italian cousin died

you came to me with a face full of pain

fell in my arms and cried



you went away in a summer haze

never even said goodbye

I'm sitting neath the stars we named

just wondering why

I want to thank you for sticking with me

when a push became a shove

I give to you a yellow rose

for your countless bales of love