Words in the Wind
The Summer winds blow stories by;
Romance, adventure, fiction fly.
Some are out of reach, flying too high in the sky,
Others yet are in your grasp
They reach into your heart at last -they become your own.
The northern lights, we know as well,
Have many stories yet to tell.
From heaven for...
Romance, adventure, fiction fly.
Some are out of reach, flying too high in the sky,
Others yet are in your grasp
They reach into your heart at last -they become your own.
The northern lights, we know as well,
Have many stories yet to tell.
From heaven for...