mhauck@ihuxk.UUCP (M.J.Hauck) (11/21/84)
Tears 11/20/84 Tears falling for the new day We move to meet in the middle So nice to be at one, again Gray skies have turned to gold Awaken to the sweet sounds of love Temporary lost, but quickly found We know the dream, the nightmare Accept and defend the way Mary Hauck