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
Honestly I think Abby was the most beautiful bride I've ever seen!
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
Honestly I think Abby was the most beautiful bride I've ever seen!
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