My Travels
My travels start
Right here
Deep in my mind
My travels take me just where
I please I don't have
To leave my warm room
My travels start
Sixteen sun
Beating down
Sinatra's crooning Jobim
And I'm just dreaming of my
Great romance to come
I don't need a little ticket
Tells me I can take the train
I don't even to risk it
There's no blistering sun
Or driving rain
And it's here that I remain
My travels end
With a sweet
And peaceful time
I've found such sense deep within
No more will I feel
The need to go travelling again.
Copyright © Carl Halling | Year Posted 2015
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