Michael Woodhead


Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1967, 2019

My thoughts are rambling
No one knows to where
Inner perception
Seems to know I care

Still they do wander
Through hills of dreamland
Inner perception
Takes hold of my hand

Inner perception
I say thee, nay
Let loose my thoughts
To ramble where they may

To the girl who lay
Neath the shadow
Of the lonesome, wandering day