sweet magnolia (and the traveling salesman)

two hearts

throwing off sparks

young and in love with

our freedom

moonlight

those soft

southern nights

we were both ripe to fall. i was

out on my own

playing for all who

would listen

you were

as free as a bird

flying from nest to nest. but somewhere our eyes met

and our hands reached out

and we felt a kindred spirit

and as our faces touched

i could feel the fire

and needed so to just

be near it. oh

lord

those moments we soared

borne on the wings of

our passion

it seemed then

like they'd never end

but times like that

always must. 'cause then one day i flew

far away from you

i never knew how i'd regret it

my sweet magnolia belle

you know i've loved you well

even if i never said it. magnolia

now i see

that freedom isn't free

and love's the only true

redeemer

and when this journey's

through

i'll be coming back for you

if you'll have this

foolish dreamer. i spend

a night now and then

passing through town on

my travels

but someday

i'm gonna come back to stay

magnolia

i'm coming home.