I wrote this a few months after my musical partner, R. John Caspell, died unexpectedly in a car crash. I miss you so much, John.
lyrics
I never knew my voice could sound so rich and so fine C C Bb F
Until I heard you wrap your own deep voice around mine C C F Am
Now I'm a flower in a bouquet, you're a stage and I'm a play, F Am F Am
Oh I'm a thousand things I never knew F Bb F
As long as I am singing out with you F Bb C
I'd swear that your guitar and mine were cut from the same tree
Or how else do they fit so well when you play along with me
Now I'm a jewel in a ring and I am every pretty thing
Oh I'm a thousand things I never knew
As long as I am set there next to you
Your strength behind my rusted key has opened hidden doors
Or do I have that backwards? It's so tangled: mine and yours
But I'm a picture in a frame, I'm a secret middle name
Oh I'm a thousand things I never knew
Until I found them waiting there with you
You have left the stage and we are parted each from each
And other voices, other hands extend to me their reach
For lady death has called your bluff, and what I have must be enough
I'm an orphan who has found her family tree
And I can't forget it's you brought them to me