As the sun goes down on yet another day in paradise
I ponder the dream blue of the sky
sometimes I have this urge to journey far beyond myself
to run away and frolic in the joys of being alive
I pulled out my suitcase the other day to see what was in the pockets and was overwhelmed by an urge to be on the road
it was so overpowering... the yearning soul...
my heart skipped and jumped away
to where the unknown journey lay
I reached out a tentative hand
I could feel the melody...the jo
more...As the sun goes down on yet another day in paradise
I ponder the dream blue of the sky
sometimes I have this urge to journey far beyond myself
to run away and frolic in the joys of being alive
I pulled out my suitcase the other day to see what was in the pockets and was overwhelmed by an urge to be on the road
it was so overpowering... the yearning soul...
my heart skipped and jumped away
to where the unknown journey lay
I reached out a tentative hand
I could feel the melody...the joy of simply moving on and on into a discovery of another world
the feelings glowed
but I stemmed the flood with a handkerchief of thought
while the main body of emotion ceased the life blood of my emotions seeped through
I know I will have to journey soon
to explore and smell the flowers and taste the fruits and set myself free upon the winds of travel once again
less...
