Trailer to L.A.  (4/6/00)

I watched my love drive off today,
pulling a trailer on his way to L.A.
Searching for something he doesn't recall.

Will he find it?
I hope he will, I pray.

We can scour the world searching for something...
When all that we need is with-in.

Sometimes it takes a different place to show us that.
Sometimes a good look at our own face.

He is beautiful to me yet, still sees not what i see. 
Those inner eyes are really the key.

That love is free.
That it does not harm.
That it does not hold, and not let go.
That it is open.
That it is like me.
Refreshing, like the breeze.
It's constant, like me.
It's holy and divine
undisturbed by boundaries and time. 
(Let that be me.)

My love is constant.  My love is free.
My love is flowing like a river,
like this breeze.

I watched my love drive off today
pulling a trailer, on his way to L.A.

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