WHITE LIGHT
sittin in a white light room
oh god let me feel the tune
open up my hangdown head
what IŽd filled with wine in bed
was smokinŽ some joints deep into the night
had closed my eyes and I dreamed so far
that all people wanna make love not war
BRIDGE
missinŽ my friends
in this important time
all alone in my tiny room
oh god let me feel the tune
they all have so much to do
canŽt share this pretty night
where I feel and see the light
ride on my friends
weŽll share other days
to find together our living space
a living space
with flowers and trees
with water so blue
and sky the same
I know that would be the certain game
for all people and future round this world
sittin here in my white light room
oh god let me feel the tune
the tune of a morning rain
oh god I hope it will not invain.
© 2003 by Gert Klimanschewski