DENNIS JOHN FERADO

Dennis

John Ferado

If I Could Hold Your Hand

I know you’ve been away—from me so long

I only want to know —what’s on your mind

so I sat me down to—write you this song

I’ve been moving through life—like I’ve been blind

I’ve been waiting for you—such a long time

Just to hear you say that—you are now mine

I like the clothes you wear, the way you wear your hair

for your sweet tempting smiles, I’d walk a hundred miles

I like your big bright eyes, I ache to hear you sigh

I want to touch you mind, I’d never be unkind

If I could hold your hand, I’d make you understand

I am not hurt just frayed—‘round the edges

tried to peer into your—cape of sadness

skirt around the cracked—and broken ledges

try to understand your—pain and rudeness

I’ve been waiting for you—such a long time

Just to hear you say that—you are now mine

I like the clothes you wear, the way you wear your hair

for your sweet tempting smiles, I’d walk a hundred miles

I like your big bright eyes, I ache to hear you sigh

I want to touch your mind, I’d never be unkind

If I could hold your hand, I’d make you understand

MY ANGEL

The song of the storm whispering clear

Tears of an angel are dripping down

I hear her voice so lofty yet near

I see her face fraught with saddened frown

Scatterings of hope kicked all about

The hunger of time is rapacious

Plucked pieces of mind they drift and shout

But love that you find is contagious

Tumbling of rumbling thunder I hear

Eyes of the night all hidden from sight

Melody of winds sing in my ear

Nothing in life can do me with fright

Something echoing around the bend

Murmurs flitting on the evening breeze

Life is a breath a hymn on the wind

Touch of her hand sets my heart at ease

Through old memories I must rummage

A restless rambler has to be free

A flower sings in every language

My angel always watched over me

LOVE IS IN THE ONE WHO LOVES

I can’t see the air but I know that it’s there

It fills my sails moves this vessel along

The best things in life are to love and to share

When we give of ourselves we surely grow strong

Just one thing I have to keep in my head

And remember what old Plato said:

“Love is not

In the one who is loved

Love is in the one who loves.”

When the curtain falls and the dance has ended

And I find myself in a another time and place

All the old deeds and misgivings upended

Dancing to a different tune with another face

Just one thing I have to keep in my head

And remember what old Plato said:

“Love is not

in the one who is loved

Love is in the one who loves.”

Copyright

Dennis John Ferado