| Bring Me Back To Me Let me run barefoot through the field, with all the joy of long ago, little boy me under the bluest sky, back to where the brook still flows. And let me play in it again, my splashes add to the melody, to the sound of the bubbling water, and the birds singing so happily. Let me see again the blue irises, the wild flowers Grammy put there, beside the endless flowing brook, white stones she painted , everywhere. And let me be that boy again, with the magic to become and be, a field, a flower, a bird or a brook, all the wonders, he might hear or see. copyright 2001 Roland Ricker |
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| Graphics by Diana Lintott |
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| midi is "The Colors Of The Wind" |