Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Downtown in the fall
Across the sidewalks
Leaves will all make fossils left behind
Balancing your life
This way against mine
I know you're in me somewhere
I have the marks to prove of this
Closer to the sun
Out in the open farm
To the reason of this growing I will come
And you will be near
And I am not old
When we are close together, we are young
If I had no arms to fold into
If I had joys to breathe back to you
Surely this would slow the life of mine
Surely this could stop the love of mine
Far from everyone
Down where the river runs
To the reason for this valley I will come
And wash myself there
Of all of my cares
Through mystery and water there is love
There is love
If I had no arms to fold into
If I had joys to breathe back to you
Surely this would slow the life of mine
Surely this could stop the love of mine
If I had no arms to fold into
If I had joy to breathe back to you
Surely this would slow the life of mine
Surely this could stop the love of mine