As of July 31, 2008 at 7:00 AM
Steps: 4,224,221
Miles: 1772.71
Somedays, a song just gets stuck in my head...
Steps: 4,224,221
Miles: 1772.71
Somedays, a song just gets stuck in my head...
It's funny how you sound as if you're right next door when you're really half a world away.
I just can't seem to find the words I'm looking for to say the things that I want to say.
I can't remember when I felt so close to you, it's almost more than I can bear.
And though I seem a half a million miles from you, you are in my heart and living there.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your voice in my ear is like heaven to me like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
There are lovers who walk hand in hand in the park and lovers who walk all alone.
There are lovers who lie unafraid in the dark and lovers who long for home.
Oh, I couldn't leave you even if I wanted to, you're in my dreams and always near.
And especially when I sing the songs I wrote for you, you are in my heart and living there.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your face in my dreams is like heaven to me just like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
Shanghai breezes, cool and clearing, evening's sweet caress.
Shanghai breezes, soft and gentle, remind me of your tenderness.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your love in my life is like heaven to me, like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your love in my life is like heaven to me, like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
Just like the breezes here in old Shanghai....
John Denver (December 31, 1943 – October 12, 1997)
I just can't seem to find the words I'm looking for to say the things that I want to say.
I can't remember when I felt so close to you, it's almost more than I can bear.
And though I seem a half a million miles from you, you are in my heart and living there.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your voice in my ear is like heaven to me like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
There are lovers who walk hand in hand in the park and lovers who walk all alone.
There are lovers who lie unafraid in the dark and lovers who long for home.
Oh, I couldn't leave you even if I wanted to, you're in my dreams and always near.
And especially when I sing the songs I wrote for you, you are in my heart and living there.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your face in my dreams is like heaven to me just like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
Shanghai breezes, cool and clearing, evening's sweet caress.
Shanghai breezes, soft and gentle, remind me of your tenderness.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your love in my life is like heaven to me, like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see, it's the same old sun up in the sky.
And your love in my life is like heaven to me, like the breezes here in old Shanghai.
Just like the breezes here in old Shanghai....
John Denver (December 31, 1943 – October 12, 1997)
7 comments:
Ausgrl played this song for someone last night. *hugs*
A beautiful song by a wonderful singer who has sadly moved on. Posted by a very special man in a beautiful way.
At least it was a decent song and not something annoying or silly.
That's a good song to have stuck in your head.
Im with ladystyx, at least is was a lovely song and not something by the tweenies LOL....
peace to you on this Thursday afternoon....
x
Much better than "I'm Just A Bill" which I had stuck in my head this morning after reading one of your oldest posts a couple nights ago, lol.
Beautiful song!
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