I call to her in my dreams,
I reach out to her but she's not there,
I search for everywhere,
Over 500 miles my lover stays,
The wind blows and I hear her name,
I see her face in the suns red flame,
I wait for her but she never came,
Shall I run to her in the pouring rain?
Over 500 miles my lover lives,
I long to be with her,
My love to give,
The crickets sing her name each night,
My love I send on each birds flight.
Over 500 miles my lover lies,
I wait for her,
Sometimes I cry,
Bring her to me dear God I pray,
Watch over her and keep her safe,
Shall I walk to her through the burning sand,
Cross rivers and mountains throughout the land,
Then God says wait,
The times not right,
I'll bring her to you on some lonely night.
Jim Harrelston