cinderellalifestyle

Just another song,, on the fly----one day you will actually SEE me--as of late, I'm tired, and work laden-------my abode is a mess.....so I escape, with song.....this one written as they sometimes are, over a couple days, if not more. often one line sets the pace....Had a rash of vehicle troubles lately....."iffy" modes of transportation can leave you feeling like a waif, and helpless, sometimes......guess this song was birthed outa nearly getting stranded on the roadway, and wingin' it home..........my ancestors in the Dakota Territory left a 1850s diary which relates a traveler commonly would knock at a strangers door for accommodations on long or troubled buggy rides........my fav accounting was a family outing they undertook in which a blizzard fell out of nowhere.....they sought safety in a small one room unoccupied shanty, and brought the horse in with them, so it would not freeze....they sang and prayed and danced to keep warm till the blizzard lifted a day later......I can call AAA for road service home, thankfully........never truly stranded! LOL. Sing along?.......sweet day to you;-)
XOs, Laurie

Here I Am

Here I am
just a waif, on your doorstep
Look at me
I can't take not one more step

I'm hopin' you
will say come inside
it's been a long, long long while
let me take your coat, girl
now where's that smile?
where's that smile?

you'd spin me round
Say why'd you stay away?
then give me a big hug and
tell me I have a place
where I can hide away, hide away

Say how you doin?
how's life treatin' you?
I got a few grey hairs,
I see you got some too
I got a few bumps and things well I
used to be so trim
you look just like the guy I used ta know,
you look like him
you look like him, yeah

So here I'll stay
if you say it's OK
I promise to be quiet
and you can always have
your say and your way ay ay..............

Copyright LaurieLeeC
April 22/23 2010