There's a warm wind blowing from southern skies br Under a December evening's full moon br These silver-lined clouds will drift away soon br For some reason, I'm dreaming of your eyes br br It isn't memories of nights like these br Or importance of a date that rings true br I don't know why I'm simply missing you br Oh, Lord, how the thought brings me to my knees br br Rarely do I wish you back in my life br Rarely do I miss your hand's gentle touch br I suppose I really don't miss you much br Oh, but when I do, it cuts like a knife br br Sweetheart, on nights like these with moonlit skies br For some reason, I still dream of your eyes br br ((December 13th,2008))br br Danny Speicherbr br