The journey home
Is never too long
When open arms are waiting there
The journey home
Is never too long
There's room to love and room to spare
I want to feel the way that I did then
I'll think my wishes through before I wish again
Not every road you come across
Is one you have to take
No, sometimes standing still can be
The best move you ever make
(OST Bombay Dreams)
Now one will smile, three will worry, and anonymous will say I whine too much. :-)
7 comments:
I envy you!
vacation or givin it all up?!(cos the last few lines gave me that impression)
:)
:-)
you whine too much.
everything stopped making sense when i read the phrase "room to spare". eight messy piles of books (one per subject) occupy ur bed and all our woolens are there in ur cupboard...there is no room to spare. open arms, yes of course :D
any trips this side?
No, I think you make sense this time. This isnt whining.
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