The Wild Places

I was walking alone through the lofty San Juans With a heart full of light and a head full of songs I was thinking of time and how much it will cost To recapture the souls that we surely have lost In the cities and towns there are millions who dream

Rhythm Of The Rain Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain, Telling me just what a fool I`ve been. I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain, And let me be alone again. The only girl I`ve ever loved has gone away. Looking for a brand new start