Lions Mane

Across the Rockies, the Great Plains
Old man river and the Appalachian chain
There’s a woman living by the sea
And she promises her love is for me

She says another day will soon come
And all the miles in between us will be gone
But still I wonder when that sunrise will be
And if she still is waiting there for me

So in the early morning before the sunrise
You’ll find me outside, watching the stars fall from the skies
Looking into the East for that first ray of light
and the end of this long lonely night ~

Lyrics to a song i wrote 40 some odd years ago while living in Oregon