It’s peaceful now. The afternoon is still.
The street is quiet. Voices very dear
Reach up the stairs, caress me like a thrill
From heaven. I am home and you are here.
What is the story of your life?
I have a friend – she is my wife
And what philosophy is your spur?...
I lift iced whisky mixed with lemonade
To lips I love, watch cigarette smoke
Caress the evening light...
