It's the eye
Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a woman and her will to survive
So many times it happens too fast
You change your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the eye of the
It's the thrill of the fight...
These flying geese made me think of two eyes in the sky...
Silly and perfect for Silly Saturday in memory of Admirer.
Thanks for all the lovely stars and heart for my yesterday’s blip! Xxx