Hot Streets

Hot streets down below me

All the people moving slowly

As they search each other's faces

For a trace of hope concealed beneath their laughter

And it's only love they're after

Mountains lie before me

Skies ahead are looking stormy

As the highway driver braces

For a race with time to reach a destination

In his own imagination

A child of the sky

A rider on the wind

I can fly

A prisoner of time

A dimensional crime

Lost am I

Winter stars above me

With a woman who can love me

And moonlight swept embraces

Fill my space with joy and peace

The sweet vibrations of a lover's celebration