The summer had inhaled and held its breath too long
The winter looked the same, as if it never had gone
And through an open window where no curtain hung
I saw you
I saw you
Comin' back to me
Small things like reasons are put in a jar
Whatever happened to wishes wished upon a star?
Was it just something that I made up for fun?
I saw you, I saw you comin' back to me
~
Jefferson Airplane
1 comment:
What a lovely raven watch, Deann - another land, another love and far, far away. Beautiful! xo
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