Buffalo Hills – Daniel Amos – letras

I float on a cloud between the boy and the ballThe long haired mermaids lie on rocks by the oceanAround the diamond grassMy Blue-Eyed Dream comes home at lastto the Buffalo Hills, to the Buffalo HillsHere’s God disguised as men in dark shirts and masksIn the center of the galaxy, I breathebright stars and planetsSun dips to kiss the earthMy angel makes the play at firston the Buffalo Hills, on the Buffalo HillsSnap shot, visible signSpirit moving, bending the grassesRuns free down the chalklineChild of WonderLong legs and lashesProud fathers cursing the fates, thenspeaking in tonguesOur dim dreams circle the moon, likefog around gaslightWhen all is said and Donewe pray that innocence has wonon the Buffalo Hills, on the Buffalo HillsIn flares of distant nightsI see it all work out all righton the Buffalo Hills, on the Buffalo Hills…I float on a cloud between the boy and the ball… »This song is for Andrew. Buffalo Hills is a little league ballpark. »