(Mike on lead)
The mist of the morning in this strange town,
lifted slowly with the sun,
refracted the rays in a thousand ways,
a new day just begun.
And it crowded against my window sill,
still sweet with the morning dew.
If only you knew,
how much I think of you.
Into the van and down the road,
along the highway fast.
With this band I ride through the countryside,
the seasons slidin' past.
(Mike, w/ others singing "ahhhh")
I spy a humble homestead there,
with a garden and a river view.
(Mike w/ Jian)
If only you knew,
how much I think of you.
(Mike)
By a stream of running water,
I heard you laugh.
I closed my eyes for an hour and a half,
(Mike w/ Jian)
and tried to make you appear.
I swear in the beauty of the setting sun,
(Mike)
you were here.
(Mike)
An old troubador on the street that night,
(Mike w/ himself)
plays for our passin' change.
(Mike)
On a fiddle in g, a melody,
mysterious and strange.
(Mike, w/ others singing "ahhhh")
He learned on a green distant mountain top,
a wedding waltz,
so sweet and true.
(Mike w/ Jian)
If only you knew,
how much I think of you.
(All)
If only you knew,
(Mike)
how much I think of you.
(guitar outro)
(Mike speaking)
Dave, are you below the safe low limit on that last one?
(Jian speaking)
That was great for me.
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