Thursday, June 28, 2007

lover man

I don't know why, but I'm feeling so sad
I long to try something I've never had
Never had no kissing
Ooh, what I've been missing
Lover man, oh, where can you be?
The night is cold, and I'm all so alone
I'd give my soul, just to call you my own
Got the moon above me, but no one to love me...
Lover man, oh, where can you be?
I've heard it's said that the thrill of romance can't be
Like the heavenly dream
I go to bed with the prayer
That you'll make my love to me
Strange as it may seem
Some day we'll meet
And you'll dry all my tears
And whisper sweet
Little things in my ears
Hugging and then kissing
Hum, what I've been missing
Lover man oh where can you be?

An anthropologist once asked a Hopi why so many of his people's songs were about rain. The Hopi replied, "Because water is so scarce. Is that why so many of your songs are about love?" ~ Gila: Life and Death of an American River