Two Midwest Babes stranded in the land of hell. Day Dreaming of some beach somewhere. On a coast of somewhere beautiful. All that's need are two tickets to Paradise. So we can pack our bags and leave tonight.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Somewhere
Somewhere
Oh, to be lying, On a beach, Somewhere,
With sand in my toes, And the wind, In my hair.
And only the sound, Of the seagulls, On high,
On a beach, Somewhere, Under sunny blue sky.
The gentle caress, Of the waves, On the shore,
And you close, Beside me, Could I ask for more?
A soft sandy beach, That goes on, Forever,
You, me, And a beach, So happy together. Linda Harnett
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