Beyond the ridge to the left, you asked me what I want   Between the trees and cicadas singing round the pond   “I spent an hour with you, should I want anything else?”   One grin and wink like the neon on the liquor store   We were sixteen, maybe less, maybe a little more   I walked home smiling, I finally had a story to tell      And though an autumn-time lullaby sang our new-born love to sleep   My brother told me, he saw you there   In the woods one Christmas Eve, waiting      I met my wife at a party when I drank too much   My son is married and tells me we don't talk enough   Call it predictable, yesterday my dream was of you   Beyond the ridge to the west, the sun had left the sky   Between the trees and pond you put your hand in mine   Said, “Time has bridled us both but I remember you, too”      And though an autumn-time lullaby sang our new-born love to sleep   I dreamt I traveled and found you there   In the woods one Christmas Eve, waiting