Moon On The Meadow Moon on the meadow, bugs in our ears. Smoke in our eyes, wet wood and tears. On up the meadow, water somewhere. We were the only ones there. Wild horses and slushy, dry lake the peaks. Finding the love there, every one seeks. Hiking to rainbows sunsets and stars.  Just finding out who we are. We shall return there one lucky day Our hearts will guide us, they know the way. People in cities don't understand Falling in love with the land. Moon on the meadow, bugs in our ears. Smoke in our eyes, wet wood and tears. On up the meadow, laughter somewhere. With you my friend I am there.