Strawberry Letter 23

With our baby, we are free.

Strawberry Letter 23

Hello, my love, I heard a kiss from you
Red magic satin playing near, too
All through the morning rain I gaze, the sun doesn’t shine
Rainbows and waterfalls run through my mind

In the garden, I see west purple shower bells and tea
Orange birds and river cousins dressed in green
Pretty music I hear, so happy and loud
Blue flower echo from a cherry cloud

Feel sunshine sparkle pink and blue
Playgrounds will laugh, if you try to ask, “Is it cool?”
If you arrive and don’t see me
I’m going to be

With my baby
I am free
Flying in her arms
Over the sea

Stained window, yellow candy screen
See speakers of kite with velvet roses diggin’ freedom flight
A present from you, strawberry letter 22
The music plays, I sit in for a few

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh