Deborah Berg

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We have no plan
We have no clue
But if I had my druthers
You'd be who
I'd be coming home to

Curl up on your couch
Cinnamon tea
When the summer sun starts fading
I'd wear your softest shirt
Wrapped around me

The only thing there's left to do
Is to pray I find a way
To get back to you but we both know
Our chance's 'bout as slim as that ol'
Sliver of a moon

Back in the day
We were crushed out
And beautiful together
So free and proud
We stood out

Young hearts
Tryin' hard to trust
But those wild, wild horses
Could not adjust
Love in the dust

The only thing there's left to do
Is to pray I find a way
To get back to you but we both know
Our chances 'bout as slim as that ol'
Sliver of a moon

Northern Star to guide me
Compass point of light
Promise you will find me in the
Filigree moonlight
Hitching my hopes high
Catch a glimmer of that sliver of a moon

Sliver of a moon

Years gone by
To hear from you now
Those same strong feelings
Circle round
When we meet in town

I think I know
The hardest truth
That all my indecision
And all my choices too
Couldn't keep me from you

The only thing there's left to do
Is to pray I find a way
To get back to you but we both know
Our chances 'bout as slim as that ol'

Sliver of a moon
Sliver of a moon
Sliver of a moon