Thus Magnolia, I sit on this train
My heart longing for you again
I walked snowy roads, woods and pines
And back on my way I draw these lines
Light and dark, darker, lighter
And with every line the road’s getting brighter
Magnolia, when I take you on my river
Upstream, mountains high
there’ll be no time for us to shiver
Magnolia
March 25, 2009 by brechtv.
