When the music is in your fingers
and your fingers are on the strings
and your voice is connected
to your lips
and you know
you want to sing
out loud
something that comes from up above
yet you feel it down below
yeah it calms your belly
and it warms your soiled soul
right down to the ground
could it be love that is starting to flow
yes it's love that's starting to show
when you feel it in your eyes
and in your cheeks
and your skin is all aglow
is it a reflection in in the mirror?
or is it only in my mind's eye?
but your voice, your touch
caress me
like a Southern lullaby
it was you, yes I know
it was you
who could give the
break-the-enchantment Kiss
and bring me back to this life
yeah, from the dark night's abyss
at the bottom of the crevice
was a precipice shining clear
and I felt for the first time
in a long time that
i could make it through
these razor edged fears
in fact i depended on it,
Miss Peace, Love and Understanding
You didn't care about all
the baggage I was
carrying
No you didn't care about all the heartache I was
carrying
So
When the music is in your fingers
and your fingers are on the strings
and your voice is connected
to your lips
and you know
you want to sing
that's Love
that's Love...
the apache kid