Going back home

by alamo   Nov 2, 2012


Dreaming away down memory lane
Sitting in a compartment on a high speed train
Going back in time from Chicago to L.A.
On my journey to have fun and time to play
Thinking of places I want to go
Nothing to prove and nothing to show
So many memories I remember well
Still in my mind as clear as a bell
Looking out the window I see
Arizona still so beautiful and so red
Cannot wait to get home and sleep on a king size bed
Going back in time
In my pocket only a dime
To have more would be such a crime
Walking along the Pacific ocean
My heart filling with such emotion
Gazing at the powerful waves
Swimming through the endless caves
Born to live another life
In my other pocket my handy little knife
Born again to be free
I will never ever forget thee

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