Almost There album coverWords and music by Jeffrey Pepper Rodgers

I want your hair on my shoulder
I want to breathe you now
Feeling our hands getting bolder
Somehow somehow

I want to fall like a feather
Onto the silver ground
I want to rest there together
Somehow somehow

Eyes at the window
I’m caught in the frame
Watching and waiting
For a flicker of change

I want a place at the table
Feeling so hungry now
And I want to serve while I’m able
Somehow somehow

I want a song for the aching
I want to sing it loud
Over the cracks in the breaking
Somehow somehow

Fog in the window
I’m writing your name
Brush of the fingers
Wipes it away
Glow of a headlight
Halo of gray
Sometimes a song
Is all I can say