I’ll be your Bonnie, if you’ll be my Clyde

And we’ll run wild across this lonesome prairie

We’ll set the wind on fire

And light up the night sky with shooting stars

I’ll be your dark eyed gypsy, if you’ll be my tall in the saddle cowboy

And we’ll chase that old Rio Grande from now until eternity

We’ll burn hot like the desert at high noon

And we’ll burn even hotter in the cool of the evening

I’ll be your words, if you’ll be my tune

And we’ll travel upon a road that is thorned and narrow

We’ll softly say to each other come take me for I am lonely

And we’ll hold each other until the words and the tune become the sweetest music

~ JM ~