Inspired by sweet Annie B
Across the universe
His hands are sweeping her hair
Golden locks, a hiding place for her wilted stare
His love harnesses no questions
He knows, she quietly begs for his affection
He cradles each tear drop
He captures each fear
Allowing her wild spirit
…to roam with a freedom repaired
On the tips of butterfly wings
On the dew of a dawning field
As he
Catches a ride, on her ruby studded coattails
…The magical trace of their glorious fate
From dancing with the stars up on high
To coming down, with a sobering cry
Golden strands again shielding her eyes
He is sweeping her hiding place
and rocking her grief
Across the universe, exists two lovers
and I wonder
…Is one of them me?
Souldier Girl 