Monday, September 6, 2010

Music weaves its own magic

Listenin' to Bonnie Raitt
a coffee cup in hand
makes me remember times gone by...

A new ray of sunshine at the end of tunnel ,
I can see
My lifes goin in the right direction,
I believe.

Ohh the magic continues
the angel's singing angel from Montgomery
I can picture myself in a carousel
feeling so oh .. so merry.

really its not about the sorrows in life
it just defines it so
but its these moments that one treasures
or atleast I think so

the songs finished and my coffee's gone
here, I shall call it a day
here I lay to rest
coz I have nothing more to say.