Dogwood Flowers by Lost Mary

All the dogwood flowers are burning in the morning
Right before your eyes.
The dew licks all the cuts on your feet as you run
Through thistle and rye.
And who could have fooled a kiss
When you're loving like this
Caught a cold at the wrong time,
And you’ve got something to confess,
But your God has to rest
The choir left just last night.

The crane stopped for another drink
By the pond where you sing,
“Oh Love Divine.”
Reveal something that is real
Stronger than steel and brighter than the light.
Don't you say “I love you” when you’ve been so cruel
This time.
And count all your blessings.
What precious love is ending
Tonight?

• Folk
• indiefolk
• singersongwriter
• Hillsdale