we've all been here before
the blue in the blue
of the fairest sky known
we've all seen this before
the heavenly scent
from the sweetest flower grown
we've all known this before
the touch of the mother
from whom comes peace
we've all wanted this before
the meaningful glance
that promises fevered release
i see you before me
your voice haunts my dreams
your embrace is open before me
and like i've never prayed before
i pray i'll never leave
 
 
 
 

Copyright Robert Johnson 1998, all rights reserved.