Kimberley

Kimberley


Past the trailer neighborhoods; where the last road meets the open woods.
Half-wild kids a half a mile from civilization Ozark-style.
That's you and me, Kimberley.

Down a old deer trail out on our own; aint no one cared if we weren't home
Springtime wild, bright and warm in the light of an approaching storm.
A sight to see, Kimberley.

I can almost feel you reaching for me now.
In my memory you're floating 'bout a half foot off the ground --with the honeybees.


Kimberley; there you go beneath the Dogwood trees ?
I can't believe that such a pretty face would smile at me.
so much I don't know how to say; so much you forget anyway.
But I remember how you set my loving free, Kimberley.


On the brink of love-- free and young--she let me kiss her just for fun.
Freckled face and honest eyes framed against a stormy sky;
like a boat at sea, my Kimberley

Getting dark, we'll have to hurry --back home before somebody worries.
How about we sing some Eagles tune one last time for a rising moon?
We'll take it easy, Kimberley

I can almost hear you laughing at the world.
For our goodbye hug I couldn't stop smelling her sweet curls, saying honey please.

Kimberley your chapped lips tasted like a candy store.
Beneath those trees it was just you and me and nothing more.
So many days have slipped away and so much I forget anyway.
But I remember how you set my loving free, Kimberley.