Flower Fields

Let me, let me know what makes you happy
And I’ll do it over, over and over again

Let me, let me know just how you love me
And we’ll spin around again in this field of flowers we’re in

I wish to quote from Whitman now
To show the way I feel, I feel about you, oh about you
Cause it’s a “subtle electric fire” you light in me
Every time I see you
So let’s dance again, in this field of flowers we’re in

These lyrics are so frivolous, they really have no meaning but I wrote them for you
And anywhere I would be with you
No matter where, but for now we’re here
So let’s spin around again in this field of flowers we’re in

Let’s spin again in this field of flowers we’re in

Flower Fields

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Old fashioned

My loves’ old fashioned
But it still works
Just the way it is

This love is classic
And not just simply because
I say it is
It’s right on time (right on time)
And it’s timeless (timeless)
And it’ll be right here, for always

My loves’ old fashioned
So be it, I’m set in my ways
Hush child, just listen
Don’t it sound just like the good old days

Well it’s right on time (right on time)
And it’s timeless (timeless)
And it’ll be right here, for always (always)
My love’s right one time (right on time)
And it’s timeless (timeless)
I’ll be right here for always

Oldfashioned

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Bridges

I have crossed a thousand bridges
In my search for something real
There were great suspension bridges
Made like spiderwebs of steel
There were tiny wooden trestles
And there were bridges made of stone
I have always been a stranger
And I’ve always been alone

There’s a bridge to tomorrow
There’s a bridge to the past
There’s a bridge made of sorrow
That I pray will not last
There’s a bridge made of colors
In the sky high above
And I think that there must be
Bridges made out of love

Bridges

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Country pleasure

On the country side of heaven
You walk along the emerald brooks
Where the fish are always bitin’
You don’t even need a hook, nah-ah

Horses run across the amber
Ain’t no fences way up there
Brush the stars on the midway
Of St. Peter’s county fair

Whoa, an angel plays a southern hymn
On a silver mandolin
Shining in the delta sun

Prayers dance across the prairie
Nothin’ there is ordinary
You’re always with the ones you love

On the country side of heaven
Whoa, oh, oh
On the country side of heaven
Whoa, oh, oh

Country Pleasures

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The Pilot

I wish that I could fly
Into the sky
So very high
Just like a dragonfly

I’d fly above the trees
Over the seas in all degrees
To anywhere I please

Oh I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah yeah yeah

I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah yeah yeah

Let’s go and see the stars
The milky way or even Mars
Where it could just be ours

Let’s fade into the sun
Let your spirit fly
Where we are one
Just for a little fun
Oh oh oh yeah!

I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah yeah yeah

The Pilot
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In Display

Could dress up, to get love
But guess what?
I’m never gonna be that girl
Who’s living in a Barbie world
Could wake up and make up and play dumb
Pretending that I need a boy
Who’s gonna treat me like a toy

I know the other girlies
Wanna wear expensive things
And diamond rings
But I don’t wanna be the puppet
That you’re playing on a string
This queen don’t need a king

Oh, I don’t know what you’ve been told
But this gal right here’s gonna rule the world
Yeah, that is where I’m gonna be
Because I wanna be
No, I don’t wanna sit still, look pretty
You get off on a 9 to 5
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I’m never gonna be
‘Cause I don’t wanna be
No, I don’t wanna sit still, look pretty

In display
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School Days

Up in the mornin’ and out to school
The teacher is teachin’ the Golden Rule
American history and practical math
You study’ em hard and hopin’ to pass
Workin’ your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won’t leave you alone

Ring ring goes the bell
The cook in the lunchroom’s ready to sell
You’re lucky if you can find a seat
You’re fortunate if you have time to eat
Back in the classroom open you books
Gee but the teacher don’t know
How mean she looks

Soon as three o’clock rolls around
You finally lay your burden down
Close up your books, get out of your seat

School Days

Thank you Sawako for posing with me!

P.S. Soon i will update the post with her look

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