Man Enough To Be Your Baby

Woke up Wanted to cry a rain After a cloudy mind Found the time To stake a claim On a forecasted brainstorm I heard the winds just a singing So suddenly A lovely prison song While I smiled Proud to be in the custody Of my woman's arms Cradeled and eased In her sleepless breeze Slumbered In the sheer comfort Of she It's just got to be man! I believe it That this right here Is the strongest weakness Known to anything That has had The priveledge Of breathing Frankly I'm just Speaking of That greater love that knows how to prevail That in which way after you've fell The goodness keeps you on falling Dig what I'm talking? Maybe.................