Lyrics

I open up the newspaper
I haven’t seen you in awhile.
I sit down to write you a letter.
Coffee stains, fevered brow.
Coffee stains, fevered brow.

May this letter find you with a smile on your face and a song that’s in your heart but if not.
I pray that you find your, your little joys.
Little, joys, little joys today.

Did you see the magic of the cherry blossom tree?
The symphony of honey bees?
A red bud, a dogwood or two?
We use to climb every tree,
Every tree that we could see.

Tell me friend just how are you?
I’m sure you’d tell me you’re doin just fine.
Flash that little crooked smile.
Trying to hide all your sorrow behind those pretty eyes.
I worry about your pretty eyes.

I must admit that I have got some fear
Fear inside my heart my dear.
I try to coax it, coddle it some but it just gets the best of me in this mad reality.

Just to be honest,
I finally broke when I heard John Prine had taken to the sky.
Please, my friend you’re a treasure to all you know.
Stay alive, stay alive, stay alive pretty eyes.