Freeway To Her Dreams Composer(s): Gordon Haskell Performer(s): Gordon Haskell
Her secret's in her shoulder bag Theyre sewn into the seams Is a journey that she has to take On the freeway to her dreams She asks herself how come my lifes forever in a spin And she hides a tiny photograph in an old tobacco tin She keeps her make-up in a box with its lid of tortoise shell I caught a glimpse inside it once of a jewel beneath the veil I loved her then I love her still though its not what she believes One day I hope shell see me there on the freeway to her dreams Her secret's in her shoulder bag Theyre sewn into the seams And the journey takes her on and on On the freeway to her dreams And one day I hope shell see me there On the freeway to her dreams
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