Monday, February 24, 2003

It's still snowing. I keep singing "Blue Savannah" to myself.

Somewhere 'cross the desert
Sometime in the early hour
To the orange side
Through the clouds and thunder

My home is where the heart is
Sweet to surrender to you only
I send my love to you
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