Sherry's Song
written by Gary Marks © 1969 Arewea Co. ASCAP

Sherry, a silly cloud, the rain the pain that you must hide.
All the words that you knew that could not change it I fear now you huddle up inside.

If I could kiss back the kiss or hold you until you felt yourself.
If I could build you peace to comfort you or reach your soul.

Sherry, Sherry sky, our childhood seems so distant now.
The fiercest words, the coldest swords, seem trying to be good somehow.

And if I could I'd burn your twisting twilight towers of me.
I'd tear apart the hurt or take back all the hours of me.

Water green snowflake eyes, laughing until you cry.
To hold you is to be home forever.

Sherry, a silly cloud, the rain the pain that you must hide.
All the words that you knew that could not change it I fear now you huddle up inside.

And if I could I'd love you till the end of change itself.
But I would probably drag you into me and lose your self.

Sherry, one truth - for once I dream for you.