Dancing Flowers Of Gold

The flowers of autumn
Are leaves of gold
Blown by the winds of fate

To dance through the street
In cities of old
Making them all seem great

Like the spirits of old
Dancing around
Sharing the joys once found

These flowers of gold
Remind us again
That what is now was once then

I Miss You

I miss your sweet touch
I miss your sweet kiss
But there is so much more that I miss
I miss you

I miss your feel, your touch at night
I miss your warmth, it feels so right
But there is so much more that I miss
I miss you

I miss the way you feel inside
I miss the way you can never hide
But there is so much more that I miss
I miss you

I miss the way that we make love
You are my angle from above
But there is so much more that I miss
I miss you