I am there
When night approaches day
when saucy people have honest things to say
embracing in a lover's hug
lying in front of the fireplace on a woven bearskin rug
kisses swirl like honey bees
and I'm shivering right down to my knees
life is full of happenstance
sometimes it can and sometimes it can't
sipping cups of morning tea
though the clock is hardly three
dreams are born in the shadows of light
take wings flutter and fly like kites
When night approaches day
when saucy people have honest things to say

the apache kid