Find the one, who loves you too. . .

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Very few … From Aug 2014 art

very few

Can’t get together

Can't get together 3

Daddy’s little girl

Daddys little girl 2

Driving it the snow “Blizzard of 2015”

Driving in the snow 1

Play this to the tune of the Doors “riders”  Ttyl Son.  😀

Last Dance

Hero

Around the bend.

Around the bend 2

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My Strangest Dream

Strangest Dream_1

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Summer Breeze

summer breeze

 

Summer breeze . . .

Heaven’s sweet, breeze . . .

Take this message to the one I Love . . .

Whisper to her gently,

Remind her of how it used to be . . .

Say that I’ll be with her soon . . .

(Say, I’ll be with her soon . . .)

Luna,   –   Momma . . .

If you should find her crying . . .

Tell her, my love’s been undying . . .

Help her to dream of me . . .

Of how life soon will be . . .

Say that I’ll be with her soon . . .

(Say, I’ll be with her soon . . .)

Solar,  –   brother . . .

Shine on her every day . . .

With the warmth of my love . . .

Touch her tenderly . . .

Give her a kiss for me . . .

Say that I’ll be with her soon . . .

(Say, I’ll be with her soon . . .)

Summer breeze . . .

Sweet breeze . . .

Take this message to the one I Love . . .

Say I’ll be with her soon . . .

(Say, I’ll be with her . . .)

(Soon . . .)

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Minds Music

When you’re living like a man, who lives in the land, of the midnight sun… Working all day, but still wide awake, when the night time comes…

[Instrumental Intro]

When you’re living like a man, who lives in the land, of the midnight sun…

Working all day, but still wide awake, when the night time comes…

 When the shadows on the wall, bring the lady once again to your room…

And like a record going around, you start moving to the sound, of your,

( mi – nds  mus – ic )

Something you can’t explain, it’s like there’s a whirlpool in your brain,

It’s pulling you down, and you’re starting to drown,

( in your  mi – nds  mus – ic )

(your mi – i – i – inds  mus – ic )

[Instrumental]

All alone, with no one to phone, no one calling on me…

Still the shadows are dancing, nobody’s glancing, and its quarter past three…

Every night you feel like you’re drifting on the smoke in the air…

(You’re floating away…)

When the smoke starts blowing around, you start moving to the sound…

( of your mi – i – i – inds  mus – ic )

Something you can’t explain, it’s like there’s a whirlpool in your brain,

It’s pulling you down, and you’re starting to drown,

( in your mi – i – i – inds  mus – ic)

( your mi – i – i – inds  mus – ic)

( mi – i – i – inds  mus – ic )

( mi – i – i – inds  mus – ic )

[Instrumental to fade]

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