BlueJean Dreams

1989 COPYRIGHT
BY PETER CHRISTOPHER RAYMOND
(FOR ALEXIS)

THE WHITE AGAINST THE BLUE
AND THE WHITE AGAINST THE BLACK
AND I SEE THE WASTED YEARS
AND THERE'S NO LOOKING BACK
THOSE LOST DECEMBER DREAMS
ON THOSE COLD DECEMBER NIGHTS
AND THE SNOW AGAINST THE MOON
AS I WATCH THE NEON LIGHTS
AND THE FROST AGAINST THE GLASS
AND HER FROSTED DENIM JEANS
AND THE SNOW UPON DEAD GRASS
AND HER HAIR AS SOFT AS CREAM

THE WINTER WAS COLD
AND NOW EVEN COLDER
HARDENED BY THE YEARS
I SOMEHOW LOOK OLDER
I'M SICK AND DISGUSTED
MY MEMORIES ARE SCATTERED
BUT I STILL FEEL EMOTION
AS THOUGH SOMETHING
REALLY EVER MATTERED
I'M TIRED OF STOPPING
I'M TIRED OF GOING
CAN IT BE WINTER AGAIN
IT'S SUDDENLY SNOWING
A SMILE ON MY FACE
IT FEELS JUST LIKE OLD TIMES
BUT NOTHING IS THE SAME
MY FUTURE UNWINDS