Bill Nelson

Evening paints the heavens
With quarter moon and stars
With map of dreams and telescope
I search for life on mars...
Tree in the garden, Pearl in the shell
Snow on the mountain
The sound of a bell...
The lantern in the window
The lights of distant cars
Shine faint illumination
Like fireflies in jars...
Tree in the garden,
Pearl in its shell
Snow on the mountain
Sound of a bell...
I wander in the wilderness
I search the near and far...
I see your faded photograph
And wonder who you are...
Thoughts sail away in dreamboats
And sink without a trace...
Like emptiness with sparkles
Like tears upon your face...
Tree in the garden,
Pearl in its shell
Snow on the mountain
Sound of a bell...
Evening paints the heavens
With quarter moon and stars...