One night a few years ago I dreamt I was writing a song for a well known singer from Oklahoma. I don’t think I’ll disclose the singer’s name except to say she was my mother’s favorite. I had written lots of songs over the years but not one for someone else, and certainly never in a dream. When I woke up I wrote down the lyrics and sang them into my answering machine. Here they are.
WE DO THAT TOO.
I saw a couple on a beach one night
They held hands as I walked by
They made a wish upon a falling star in that California sky
They had a blanket and some food and wine
They set it out with care
And as I watched I saw them bow their heads and say a quiet prayer
Chorus:
Back home … we do that too
Back home … we do that too
Back home … we do that too
We do that too.
I saw an old man waiting for a bus
On a busy city street
I saw a girl with purple hair stand up so he could have her seat
I saw a young man in a uniform
A United States Marine
Being thanked by some school kids for the things that he’d seen
(Chorus)
I saw a wedding in a war zone
They were celebrating life
I saw the young groom shed a tear or two as he danced with his wife
They didn’t have a lot but shared it all
So no one went without
They gave thanks for the simple things life is all about
(Chorus)
© 2007 Dale Petley (Oklahoma City)
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