Michael w. smith/ ginny owens



"march of 1981 is a time i will never forget. i was completely gone (for you deb!)"







I see you smiling at me

And i fall into a daydream

Don't know what all of this means

Oh, is it love?

Logic is slipping away

My heart's on a runaway train





I'm gone, yes i'm gone, yes i'm gone and

It feels so right



Each time i look in your eyes

So glad you came into my life

Much more than an emotional high

Oh, this is love

I know that i've made up my mind

I'll stay for the rest of my life


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