Joanna
Hopping Along
Could it be jet lag? The overwhelming hustle and bustle of Paris? Disorientation? Could it be the fact that the stress of everyday life...
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I'm going where the sun keeps shining, through the pouring rain.
Going where the weather suits my clothes.
Banking off of the northeast winds, sailing on a summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone.
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Henry Nilsson
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