She belongs to the wind,
she's as free as a breeze
and when I see her smile,
you know I drop to my knees
Cause baby you don't know it,
but you've got a hold of me
But I'm too far gone,
from where I need to be.....
As she belongs to no one
And she's free as the breeze
As I wonder what to do?
all I see is the beauty in you,
As all the full moons pale to compare
but all I want is your love to share.
In the circus of love
under the fallen Big Top.
This is where I work out my issues. This is about me, not about others. While the writings may seem to be specific about people/things, they may not be. I like to think my work isn't just surface deep. While something may be my muse initially, it will usually relate to many things happening in life, or that have happened in my life. But mostly, it's my way to not go crazy.
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