• Run With Me…
    Let’s go to a place where responsibility fades away.
    Let’s go where we can run along the unbeaten path
    And the flutes and the trumpets guide us.
    May we run, where the blades of grass are endless and the fields venture far?

    May we rest at the peak of a mountain;
    Where the cellos and trombones sound.
    We aren’t quite lost we just have no directions!
    May we huddle to keep warm?
    The flutes flutter once more.

    Down a path, that we luckily found,
    we reached the bottom.
    May the trumpets sound?
    Through a thicket of trees and a marsh of tranquility,
    There lay a vast lake. Grand in it’s subtlety.

    Let’s strip to our bare,
    who’s going to look?
    Who’s going to care?
    It’s just you and I;
    The world is our fair.

    Let’s Dive in the lake
    Let’s swim, let’s take just a minute.
    And relax, and enjoy each others company.
    A timpani, rolls softly in the breeze.
    Can we just take this moment, and dedicate it.

    Dedicate it to friendship, dedicate it to love.
    The flutes continue to flutter like birds above.
    The hours are passing. The days are swirling.
    This is the time of our lives; emotions are twirling.

    This moment of happiness is one I don’t want to miss.
    So I’m not going to ask for even a kiss.
    I don’t want to intrude, like a flute in a breeze.
    But my imagination just brought me to my knees.