Love and blessings Simple kindness Fell like rain on thirsty land Fields and gardens Long abandoned
Came to life in dust and sand Lover´s lips sweet as honey Touched as if old love was new Banker´s pockets overflowing with gold and money Prophesies of wealth come true
Bop-bop-a-whoa Ain´t no song like an old song, Charlie Bop-bop-a-whoa There´s no song like an old song Bop-bop-a-whoa There ain´t no time like a good time Charlie Bop-bop-a-whoa Ain´t no times like the good times, Charlie Bop-bop-a-whoa Whoa
Bop-bop-a-whoa
Bop-bop-a-whoa Everywhere you look anywhere you go Everybody working for the Bop-bop-a-whoa Bop-bop-a-whoa Bop-bop-a-whoa Can´t get enough of the Bop-bop-a-whoa Bop-bop-a-whoa Bop-bop-a-whoa
If the summer kept a secret It was heaven´s lack of rain Golden days and amber sunsets Let the scientists complain Came the autumn, drained of color Ghosts in the water beg for more Maple trees just a little bit duller
Than the memory of the year before
In a word, or in an image Something called me from my sleep Love and blessings Simple kindness Ours to hold but not to keep