yeah, good arent they - i have two versions of this as i cant decide which is best - one is by the writer John Martyn the other is by the band America (they did that horse with no nmae song)
I have found myself before today asking this same question, instincts saying one thing and heart another till it all gets so flippin muddled haha - music is my best buddy at times like this
There’s just no way to say how much I love you You never make me cry and that’s just fine I’ve only got my fear to burn above me You know we all get scared from time to time
Love me with your head and heart Love me from the place it starts Love me with your head and heart Love me like a child
There’s just no way to play the things I’m feelin’ No way to tell you all the things you mean Every day I only feel like stealin’ Away to where I know I can be free
Love me with your head and heart Love me from the place it starts Love me with your head and heart Love me when I’m wild
Laying down the ways to say I need you Scared of lookin’ tall and feeling small Running through the days I have beside you Scared of being wrong, and that’s it all
Love me with your head and heart Love me from the place it starts Love me with your head and heart Love me like a child
Love me with your head and heart Love me from the place it starts Love me with your head and heart Love me like a child
talking about the rain here, I just got an email from a friend who only had one tomato ripen all summer she is usually giving them away and making chutney
I really like a lot of the pre-raphaelites too but not the pale ladies ones- theres a really good Ford Maddox Brown one, cant think of its name but it is of a street scene around 1850 and the detail is magnificent, ragged trousers,a chestnut roaster and a runaway dog, wives gossiping - lovely
RE: MY DAY PART III
yeah, probably for the best thenwhat do you plan doing when u get out of there for good