Speaking of Rocks: A Riversuite

This is a song I wrote for my partner

which I sang to her on our wedding day.

Found you at the creek side, a place we know as Paradise

Searching for that rare stone, at the water's edge

One that's worn and rounded, by current it is placed there

A treasure for your pocket, a gift you carry home.

I'll find it in our garden, there among the wild flowers

A little bit of Paradise of our own.

Found my treasure blooming, underneath a boulder

Though it was unlikely as the creek had long run dry

Perhaps it was by bird wing, it had found it's way there

Little yellow wonder, springing from the sand

We'll find it in our garden, there among the wild flowers

A little bit of Paradise of our own.

So darlin' when the hard times leave us a bit jagged

Let's go back to those waters to hear the Riversuite

There, we'll be reminded, rocks with rough edges

Carried by the river, are the stones that make the song

I'll find you in the garden, there among the hummingbirds

A little bit of paradise of my own.