Sunday, December 2, 2012

A Carole King Morning

So far away.  Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?  It would be so fine to see your face at my door.  Doesn't help to know, you're just time away.  Long ago I reached for you and there you stood.  Holding you again could only do me good.  How I wish I could, but you're so far away.

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