Michael Woodhead


Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1967, 2019

I take a trip upon my magic dreams
The golden sunlight through my window streams
The flowers, blooming fully, now speak Love
Their petals opening to the sky above
And, it is painted yellow
And tinged with gold and blue
And, birds are saying hello
As I say, I love you

I take a trip through lands that seem unreal
And blood still flows, but soon, it will congeal
And unicorns are dancing to and fro
With people who would smile and say hello
And they are painted yellow
With eyes of blue and red
And everything is mellow
But nothing, here, is dead