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ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY BETTY J. CURTIS and J. GALE KILGORE (9/21/02)
ORIGINAL LYRIC COPYRIGHT BY BETTY J. CURTIS (JUNE 2002)


SANDY'S SONG

Sandy stares into the distance.
You wonder what's going through Sandy's mind.
Sandy lives by faith and persistence,
like any old traveler through time.

You hear the wind of Winter calling.
Seems like it just now mounted the hill.
Sandy smiles like a soft snow falling.
Sandy's the same in the warm or the chill.

Chorus
Sandy's eyes shine like the Moon.
Sandy's hands stroke the guitar.
Sandy's singing a long ago tune,
of a long ago dream, and a long ago star.
Any old Wayfarer knows where it's going.
Any old Dreamer knows what it means.
Any old Soul feels a far wind blowing,
and hears forever, when Sandy sings.

Sandy smiles with the people who listen.
Sandy sings and they sing along.
Little lights around them glisten.
Unheard voices sing Sandy's song.

Sandy stares into the distance.
Who knows what's going through Sandy's mind ?
All who live by faith and persistence,
...any old traveler through time.

Chorus
Sandy's eyes shine like the Moon.
Sandy's hands stroke the guitar.
Sandy's singing a long ago tune,
of a long ago dream, and a long ago star.
Any old Wayfarer knows where it's going.
Any old Dreamer knows what it means.
Any old Soul feels a far wind blowing,
and hears forever, when Sandy sings.

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