Wisteria

I dreamed you were wisteria

Growing just outside my window

Sleepy purple violet

Swaying in the wind below

Breathing in the perfume

From a thousand opened buds

We lay all our worry down

And Watch it scatter like the dust

Wisteria, Wisteria

Everything seems possible

Anything is possible

On a quiet morning

Still waking from the deep

I touch the walls that hold us

Just to make sure they are real

I hear you singing softly

From somewhere in the house

A light is pouring in

It touches every inch around

Wisteria, wisteria

Everything seems possible

Anything is possible

Wisteria wisteria

Everything seems possible

Anything is possible

The Lilac, colored, vines, are climbing

All around

Gentle on the skin, silk intertwining

All around