I Will from Pink Cloud by Lonesome Doves

I wander round on dusty ground.
Shadows of memories, full of grain.
A spark grows hot, and I'm besot, as I read aloud your name;
still.
I will, I will, I will, I will. I will!

I shuffle these thought souvenirs,
with closed eyes make you reappear.
A trail of flowers; baby blue.
Recount the hours spent with you;
the thrill.
I will, I will, I will, I will. I will!

Our moral youth a vacillation.
Lust lingered in limitation.
We swooned in silence without remedy!
My heart beats out that melody, running down hill!
So free.
I will, I will, I will, I will. I will!

Yes, I reminisce on what was missed.
I promise this is not a bitter pill.
When all along, we heard the song,
but never sang along with the whipper-will!

Oh, we drank from the river and sang in the rain
I loved you enough to never let it change, it haunts me still!
Will I tell you this one day? I swear I will.

I will, I will. I will.
I will. I will. I will.
I will. I will. I will.
I will. I will. I will.
I will. I will. I will.
I will. I will. I will.
I will. I will. I will.

• Rock
• indie
• indie rock
• indie rock pop
• Vermont