Michael Woodhead


Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1969, 2019

Day after day, I'm in the Way
Day after day, I want to stay
With myself locked up inside my psychic dreams
With my God still floating down the golden beams
Of the sun up in the sky
Where the birds can fly so high

Day after day, when will you say
Day after day, love's gone away
On my psychic dreams to lands within my mind
Where everlasting love I'll surely find
With a girl who wears no clothes
And froma rose arose