Just To Touch The Wind
By sidewinder
I bid you goodbye, For the highway beckons me and I must go, Touch those dreams that I've been searching for, See new places exotic and new, Find new friends, Maybe we'll meet again in this world of madness, But until then I must do what I must do, Touching freedom in the wind, Living life to its fullest, Whispering those secrets, Creating new rhythms in new songs, Finding a completeness that some search for, Face those fears found in the lust of life, Some follow the beat of a different drummer, And I can say that I am he, So watch me spread my wings just to touch the wind. May 8, 2001 Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 10 2002 09:37 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 4
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