| THE LAST THING SHE EXPECTED |
| The summer storm is raging It sure is coming down She's missing him so much She feels like leaving town There's a hollow in her heart She's trying to deny She hasn't been the same Since she last told him goodbye Looking at the sky At the raindrops falling free She recalls his tender touch And holds dear the memory And the radio is playing A song of love and pain Oh the last thing she expected Was to fall in love again The echo of their love is in the sweet refrain She listens to the magic words In the warm summer rain They started out as friends It came as a surprise She looked at him one day And saw the lovelight in his eyes Now her suitcase is packed And she hears the thunder roar She's made her decision So she turns toward the door Looking at the sky At the raindrops falling free She recalls his tender touch And holds dear the memory And the radio is playing A song of love and pain Oh the last thing she expected Was to fall in love again Oh the last thing she expected Was to fall in love..again written by Susan Jane Kahon TO BE ON MY MAILING LIST CLICK ON MY E MAIL background courtesy of Ishaah.com visit her website. ANYONE KNOWING THE PHOTOGRAPHER THAT TOOK THESE PICTURES, PLEASE LET ME KNOW SO PROPER CREDIT CAN BE ISSUED Photographer is unknown |
   |
 |
 |
 |
 |
|