Been playing a dear friend's songs recently, and this is one of my favorites. Sort of sums up much of what lately I'm feeling on the subject of love and relationships and life in general.
Maybe This Time
It was a late December night
And I wasn't thinking about much
It was cold but it was alright
I still had my magic touch
Then I saw you in that doorway
Braided hair and eyes like fire
And I was thinking to myself
Maybe this time.
You know a gypsy woman told me
That I would allways be like this
I might have the best of all things
And trade it all for just one kiss
Always searching for that rainbow
Or getting lost inside a smile
And always thinking
Maybe this time.
It was late and we were dancing
And the music played so loud
We were locked into each other
We were locked outside the crowd
Just like a newborn baby
I see it all so fresh and clear
Call it wishful thinking
But maybe this time.
Copyright J.Ward
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