I’m lyin’ under the stars. I’m thinkin’ how many there are. 
They all are so very far… where ever they are.
Oh how they shine… and tonight they’re all mine. 
As there I lay there…under the stars…
Dreamin’, dreamin’…

Stretched out in a field of grass. No thoughts of present or past. 
Clouds paint pictures way upon high. And there I lye under the sky. 
…on a soft summer day…and it takes me away. And a gentle breeze…blowing in my face.
And I’m dreamin’, dreamin’, dreamin’	

Lyin' on a beach by the sea. The waves envelope me. 
Warm water caressing my feet…as I’m lyin’ in the sand…
by the ocean…under the summer sun…
Dreamin’, dreamin’…

Dreamin'

Let us go back to…a time in our lives when ev’rything was new.
You were older than me, much more in-tune than me and the one I tried so hard to be.
We were a team, we were a pair. Though-out the years, you always were there.

We were best friends and worst enemies too. Sometimes even we never knew.
Such were our lives with the eyes of the blind, the ears of the deaf, and the love we’d hide.
Blowing up pumpkins, mailboxes too, throwing snowballs at cars are the things we’d do.
You taught be about Hendrix, Simon and Garfunkel, and Pink Floyd.
When we were young…

Once you were dead to me for so many years but now that you really are…it’s clear to me.
You’re wind in the trees, stars in the sky, a smile on my face and love in my heart.
As I reminisce of a brother I loved, who’s no longer here, but lives in my heart.

My Brother

On a soft summer night a long time ago…I strapped on my guitar and outside I go.
As I strolled thru the forest, caught the scent of perfume, and suddenly she appeared by the light of the moon.
And we sat on the grass…she drank her wine…I played my guitar…

…and sang her a song under the stars…of knights and damsels in lands afar.
…and tails of brave men who fought and died…of courage and valor in…times gone by.
And we sat on the grass…and we drank her wine…and gazed into each other’s eyes.

D0 I still hear your voice?” – I think I can. Do you feel my touch? – across the years.
Sometimes I dream of that time and that place…the love in her eyes and the smile on her face.
…my guitar and empty bottle of wine…the warmth of her body next to mine.
All those years ago. Mmmmm. All those years ago…Mmmmmm.

All Those Years Ago

She was staring intently, out the truck stop window, into a misty morning sky. 
…nursing a burrito, a tear drop in her eye/I just had to find out why.
And walked over where she sat, and asked if we could chat. And said, “You look like you need a friend.
Life can be strange, but you’ll see better days. It all works out in the end.
It all works out in the end.”

Rolling down the highway, this was her tale: She left an abusive husband but now he’s in jail. 
And had to get away and do it today, …in case he makes bail.
We laughed and we cried and…then got high, and looked the scenery as the miles went by.
And rolled passed the wheat fields far into the night, as the moon rose high in the sky...As the moon rose high in the sky.

We shared a laugh, we shared a cry, in back of the cab and we both got high.

Awoke the next morning and she was nowhere to be found. I exited the cab and…looked around. 
She left as quickly as she came, into the warm summer rain. And I never got her name.
Sometimes I think of her, the time we spent, did she ever get home? She came and she went.
We  never said goodbye, will never look her in the eye, but shared a kiss, a hug, and a smile……a kiss, a hug, and a smile…

A Kiss, A Hug, And A Smile

Multi-instrumentalist indie folk-rock musician/songwriter based in the Ohio City area of Cleveland, Ohio. Harry Chapin meets Neil Young.

WesleyHollandYoung

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