Something To Look Forward To

I want to live where soul meets body and let the sun wrap its arms around me and bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing. And feel what it's like to be new.

Because in my head there's a greyhound station where I send my thoughts to far off destinations, so they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here.

And I cannot guess what we'll discover when we turn the dirt with out palms cupped like shovels, but I know our filthy hands can wash one another's. And not one speck will remain.

And I do believe it's true, that there are roads left in both of our shoes. But if the silence takes you, then I hope it takes me, too. So, brown eyes, I hold you near. Because you're the only song I want to hear, a melody softly soaring through my atmosphere, where soul meets body.

Belief in the breeze, the smoky morning haze. The sun on his face and the touch of lovers' hands, the pain that comes today is here, then goes away. To touch something real will help your wounds heal like the sun on your face, the dreams of starry nights. And we are homeward bound. And I, I want this more than life.