I Thought I Saw a Green Meadow

I thought I saw a green meadow
when we were long apart
and I searched to 
find the sunlight of your smile

I’d still be looking for you
through this opening in my heart
but life has made us strangers for awhile

and there were still a few sides
you did not know of me
nor I of you
lost inside the wind

I know that you believe 
that we will never meet again 
but I am always going to be 
your friend

remember how the thunder sounded
like a midnight train
and be waving as the wheels go rolling past

one of us is traveling
one standing in the rain
in the downpour
where we’ll meet again at last

may you dream of flying
silent meadows through the night
and I will dream of freight trains
moving fast

your eyes shine like waterdrops
yet you will shed no tears
not knowing if you are sad or mad

and words, our sweet communion,
cannot heal the thousand fears
that have come to haunt the wishes we once had

Still, I will wait for you
among queen’s lace and juniper
which charm and bring
these passions to an end

so do not call farewell
instead say “we will meet again”
and know that this strange stillness
holds a friend

I thought I saw a green meadow
when we were long apart
and I searched to 
find the sunlight of your smile

I’d still be looking for you
through this opening in my heart
but life has made us strangers for awhile . . .