This may be heard on Real Audio. COMING HOME Copyright © 1970 Jeff Linder
Wind Walker
I know my love is close
I can feel the warmth
Even when we're far away
Two thousand miles or so.

I know I'll miss her
As I miss her now
Even if our minds are one
A thousand miles or so.

I think of her eyes
A slow burn begins
And fills my soul with love
Five hundred miles or so.

I'll hold her like never before
Because my love will burst
Like a cloud of butterflies
A hundred miles or so.

And when I see her
My soul will fly
With my love to her
Within a mile or so.

Her eyes are blue
Her lips are moist
And I lean to kiss them
Only an inch or so.

And now we are one.
I love her so.


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