A Song That Lives On Just To Thrive

A Song That Lives On Just To Thrive Cling like the wild wind to a stormy night as a child to a sweet mother's hem Dare to step from safety , from the Light into shadows dancing free but dim Be bold in the whispers of a cooing dove a song that lives on just to thrive Willing angel flying down from far above to find the meaning of being alive! Ride the wild wind into a realm of delight across broad waters sail or skim Seeking promised land far from your sight land of beauty, so sleek and trim The perfect fit , like a custom made glove loving grace in a swan-like dive Sweet spirit of great magic of newfound Love greatest music any man can contrive! Cling like the wild wind to a stormy night as a child to a sweet mother's hem Dare to step from safety , from the Light into shadows dancing free but dim Be bold in the whispers of a cooing dove a song that lives on just to thrive Willing angel flying down from far above to find the meaning of being alive! March, 1984