Michael w. smith/ ginny owens
"march of 1981 is a time I will never forget. I was completely gone (for you deb!)"
I see you smiling at me
And I fall into a daydream
Dont know what all of this means
Oh, is it love?
Logic is slipping away
My hearts on a runaway train
Im gone, yes Im gone, yes Im gone and
It feels so right
Each time I look in your eyes
So glad you came into my life
Much more than an emotional high
Oh, this is love
I know that Ive made up my mind
Ill stay for the rest of my life