After writing letters all day... After writing letters all day, I wrote a song for... (lisa) the vision, that for me, I really must long for... (oh yes, how I miss you) then I cry... lonely... bare heart... body and feet... After a while, I was glad that it wasn't called for any reason, beyond the rhyme you wanted, a metaphor (oh lisa, oh lisa) and I stopped the few tears by wishing, blessing, my lonely bare heart, while thinking of yours... All because of you, since I thought and wished for that holy dream, apeared in my sights, wherefor; hope has turned into vision which I have wanted for so very long they say, I'm being taught patience ok, ok, ok, that love needs to be ever so strong why, why, and thru you and I, lenience. And as I tired of words, or passions for delirious desires, visions I have faith for another day, ... other thoughts, will be born... twins, you'll be torn... arising above the form whre vision is forlorn ... your kiss shall be full of life ... and you'll be forgiven ... you have no sins ... and I bless you being here, in spirit, as a sacramentel act of your nature, for which, I consider myself lucky ... we have met. .....I can't hope for you any more it tears me apart to the last pore o' my heart... Still I sit here loving you wishing the best light thru to guide me in my vision, round this heaven, the earth where I wouldn't think of living next to this strange, blessed, god-forsaken dirt ... without being able ... to write, yet another song. After writing letters all day, I wrote a song for... (lisa)... Pedro Sena December 17, 1987 ****************************************************************** All stuff is copyrighten by Pedro Sena in 1987. Any publication, or any other presentation of this work requires consent of the author in a written request. Thanks so much. Do all you can to protect the rights of artists. ******************************************************************