sweet refrain

there's a hole in this old cowboy

he's a million miles away

from the friends that he's known and lost along the way

he sits at his piano and fumbles at a tune

that brings them all to life in the corners of the room

there's a dream in this old cowgirl that's lived so many years

the source of her strength

the freedom from her fears

she picks a lonely guitar in the corner of the room

and sings aloud to no one the sketches of a tune

there's song they sing in heaven - a simple sweet refrain

a chord they play together that doesn't have a name

a melody that's found riding on the wind

it greets you like a stranger and leaves you as a friend

when there's nothing left for leaving and the golden sun has set

say goodnight to the day and lay your head to rest

deep within your dreams a silver light will shine

the earth will open up and pull you deep inside

there's a song they sing in heaven - a simple sweet refrain

a chord they play together that doesn't have a name

a melody that's found riding on the wind

it greets you like a stranger and leaves you as a friend