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| Where Her Head Will Lie Stars in Texas Shine brightly in the sky My minds drifts north towards the dipper Where gently on the pillow At this time, I�m sure her head will lie Sleeping so soundly Not a cloud in her sky Dreams of a woman scorned Are certainly profound Where her head will lie Whispers the midnight air To my soul it speaks �til dawn Thoughts of where her head lies this instant Envelop this moment As the Texas dew forms on the lawn Solitude is breathen Captures my breath for a tear Dreams trying and true defend For a wish upon the stars in the sky To be a pillow once again Where her head will lie Copyright � 2001 Dennis Hicks All Rights Reserved by Author |
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