Winnie’s blog

Lyrics by Winnie C Stavdal, 2004

1.
On the move again
I’ll be back but I don’t know when
Saying good-bye to what I know
Should be happy but I do feel low

2.
Sitting on the buss
My bag is packed – there is no more “us”
Enviously staring at the moving trees
Forgetting that I am the one who flees

Chor:
Comfortable being on my own
Yet so afraid to be left alone
That I leave everyone just to feel free
Before they leave me

3.
Flashing at me “go to gate”
Airport life seems to be my fate
Where to go? Another foreign land?
Running away from a loving hand

Bridge:
Why can I not just stay?
And dear to trust what people say
Will I settle down some day?
Or is this restless life meant to be my way

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