Music, movies and paperbacks

A tender way with words

J. Swift, Crowe and offbeat tracks

The season was in on its third



Compassion, countries and vintage wear

Push forward, stop then rewind

Tofu, travels and hazel hair

I glanced into your open mind



The stars shined a bit brighter

My shoes seemed a bit lighter



So I was hovering high, safe and sound

Without my feet ever leaving the ground

Though sometimes just one has the urge to fly

And sometimes one is only I



Time and distance apart

Became a record of my heart

(This is my debut and you pass in review)



And you may never see me

As much as you used to

And you may not believe me

But you will always have my love



You'll always have my love