If we only have love We can reach those in pain We can heal all our wounds We can use our own names. - Rod McKuen

Till the sheep in the valley come home my way Till the stars fall around me and find me alone When the sun comes a-singin' I'll still be waitin' For Jean, Jean, roses are red And all of the leaves have gone green While the hills are ablaze with the moon's yellow haze Come into my arms, bonnie Jean.

Jean, Jean, you're young and alive Come out of your half-dreamed dream And run, if you will, to the top of the hill Open your arms, bonnie Jean.

If we only have love Then tomorrow will dawn And the days of our years Will rise on that morn.