A raindrop. The smile of a child. The beach. A kiss. Saying goodbye. Laughter. A ray of light. A falling tear. A dance. An embrace. A slap in the face. Emotion. The soul yearns to feel...
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
As my mother pointed out in her comment... this sweet little blonde haired blue eyed angel has quite a fiery side as well...
Gonna take a sentimental journey Gonna set my heart at ease Gonna make a sentimental journey To renew old memories
Got my bag, I got my reservation Spent each dime I could afford Like a child in wild anticipation Long to hear that: "All aboard!"
Seven, that's the time we leave at - seven I'll be waiting up for heaven Counting every mile of railroad track - that takes me back Never thought my heart could be so yearning Why did I decide to roam Gotta take this sentimental journeySentimental journey home
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