Wild PEaches and Sparkling Wine...

The dream of something unlikely has its own special name. It's called hope. Yet our courage for life's journey so often falters because we've lost our hope for heaven.

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Location: Singapore

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Friday, November 04, 2005

You can reach me by railway, you can reach me by trailway
You can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mind
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don't care how you get here, just - get here if you can

You can reach me by sail boat, climb a tree and swing rope to rope
Take a sled and slide down the slope, into these arms of mine
You can jump on a speedy colt, cross the border in a blaze of hope
I don't care how you get here, just - get here if you can

There are hills and mountains between us
Always something to get over
If I had my way, surely you would be closer
I need you closer

You can windsurf into my life, take me up on a carpet ride
You can make it in a big balloon, but you better make it soon
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don't care how you get here, just - get here if you can

I don't care how you get here, just -- get here if - you can

Oleta Adams - Get Here


3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey you!
Remember me?? Lol. How've u been my dear mortal? =)
Mark (HCJC)

7:00 PM  
Blogger Ange said...

hey mark!!!
yeh how can i forget my dearest angel?? are you back in singapore yet? =) u have a blog too?

12:20 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Haha not yet. Still in the US. My blog is rarely updated... lol. Do email me though: email is sparkyzen@gmail.com Glad to see that u're doing well... and in God's grace too. =) Take care yah? -hugz-

5:28 AM  

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