John and Cece

Dust on the steeple, warry-eyed people Filling the streets with dreams and mistakes City life leaves you wearied and green too Nobody needs you but everyone takes Day in, day out Signs say "stay in," "stay out" John and Cece make it look easy Bread in the morning and songs in the evening Up in the hills where the air gets lighter And the sounds of the freeway taste Like the waves they catch on weekends I keep their home fit while they're away watering their children Finding magic hidden everyday in love notes they've written Soon they'll head back west for summer I'll be gone by their return, hanging daisies on Whatever door I next call mine A lesson learned in taking time John and Cece make it look easy Pack in the wagon and drive to the beach and Out where the sea sways to meet the horizon The same glisten they find in each other's eyes and think Isn't this something Isn't this paradise All we need's this sunset and guitar The height of luxury is sitting where we are