Without You - Kim Richey

I made a bed of roses

Dreamed of islands in the air

Walked on Spanish beaches

Shook the petals from my hair, my hair

Freed some birds from cages

Let them drift into the blue

I’ve written lovesick pages

Stayed up late and watched the moon

Without you, without you

I rode on waves of incense

Nag Hamati, ancient bell

Freed my shrines of pretense

And of things too hard to tell, to tell

Laid on clover hillsides

Caught the scent of honeydew

Lay awake nights sometime

'Til blackness turned to blue

Without you, without you

I faced sun on water

At the end of my remorse

Became a laughing daughter

On a spotted stallion horse, ooh

I was a note that landed

On the shores of Xanadu

My wishes all were granted

What more could I do

Without you, without you

Without you