soldaduupahan
My blogs
| Industry | Non-Profit |
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| Introduction | i have often told you stories about the way i lived the life of a drifter waiting for the day when i'd take your hand and sing you songs then maybe you would say come lay with me love me and i would surely stay but now i feel i'm growing older and the songs that i have sung echo in the distance like the sound of a windmill going 'round i guess i'll always be...a soldier of fortune..... many times i've been a traveller,i looked for something new in days of old when nights were cold i wandered without you but those days i thought my eyes had seen you standing near,though the blindness is confusing,it shows that you're not here now i feel i'm growing older and the songs that i have sung echo in the distance like the sound of a windmill going 'round i guess i'll always be...a soldier of fortune.....yes, i can hear the sound of a windmill going 'round i guess i'll always be a soldier of fortune................. |