In the middle of a blizzard I found
Myself thinking of you on a merry-go-round
Your hair in the breeze and your head in the clouds
With warm woolen mittens and snow falling down
Lost in night's ocean I dreamed
Of a black limousine carrying you to the prom
Right after taking photographs on the lawn
Cheeks red from comments made by your mom
In a bar I recollected when
You told me a story about you and your friends
How you got into trouble throwing snowballs at cars
You broke a man's windshield and fled from the yard
Drinking coffee I remembered back when
We went to church and sang hymns with your friends
The uncomfortable pews and the organs warm hum
Bright stained glass casting colors of love
Sorrow subsides as I think of the joy
That you gave to me when I was a blind little boy
The glow in your eyes will forever remain
in the snowflakes that fall on a small country lane
In the hills where I know that I will see you again
In the hills where I know that I will see you again
In the hills where I know that I will see you again
