A dance through the stars
gliding through the Milky Way
a stroll through a Marakesh bazaar
on a market place Café slow Tuesday

I want to sing a love song about you

It might be a simple tune at the start
but if I could keep you going for a couple of days
Maybe you would come to like my magic hobo ways

My heart considers the sublime
the notion of us travelling the heavens
throughout time

While my head encourages this rhyme
and sandstorms sleep
Moroccan bells with Persian tones start to wind chime
as a carpet rescued from the bazaar begins to climb

It might be a simple tune at the start
but if I could keep you going for a couple of days
Maybe you would come to like my magic hobo ways
My Alladin arms dream about you
My Alladin arms warm around you

the apache kid