Song Length |
3:18 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional, Folk - Bluegrass |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
| |
Lyrics
I Am
I am the blizzard of '46
A box of colored pick up sticks
A jar of flashing fireflies
The laughter in my mother's eyes
An ace of spades in rapid fire
Closepinned to a bike's back tire
A flash of chrome on a souped-up car
A wintery night, a sea of stars
I Am
I Am
I am the neon city night
I am a hometown front porch light
A pounding heart's first tender kiss
In every way, I'm all of this
I am the Indian summer sky
A tear for every friend gone by
A silvery cold November rain
A hymn of joy, a widow's pain
I Am
I Am
And when the dark earth calls me home
You will never be alone
Every moment we have shared
Whispers to you like a prayer
I Am
I Am
(c)Len Handler