winding road

Well, the rain keeps on coming down
It feels like a flood in my head
And that road keeps on calling me
Screaming to everything lying ahead

And it’s a winding road
I’ve been walking for a long time
I still don’t know where it goes
And it’s a long way home
I’ve been searching for a long time
I still have hope..
I’m gonna find my way home

And I can see a little house, on top of the hill
And I can smell the ocean.. the salt in the air
And I can see you
You’re standing there
And you’re washing your car
And I can see California sun in your hair

And it’s a winding road
I’ve been walking for a long time
Still don’t know where it goes
And it’s a long way home
I’ve been searching for a long time
Still have hope I’m gonna find my way home
-Bonnie Somerville

~ by jeanne on September 7, 2005.