Pat Garvey



Well somewhere the sun today's soakin' up a cornfield dry

But it's shining a love song on some snowy clouds

And I know my fingerprints will be brushed away

By the hard plate every day of the century



But the other night when you cried and you woke me up

Just to tell me of your bad dream

I held you close to be of some avail

Tryin' to hold the wind up with a sail



We turned again and stood upon that gentle land

It's a vulnerable drum of old moss and sand

We could rise up another hot naked wall if we stand tall

We can face it again, it's the same old wind



But last night when you cried and woke me up

Just to tell me it's all a bad dream

I tried to hold you to be of some avail

Like tryin' to hold the wind up with a sail



Whenever you cry and wake me up and tell me you know

That it's all a bad dream

I want to be there to hold you to be of some avail

Tryin' to hold the wond up with a sail