Het is weer zover. Pim, mijn mede-muzikant heeft zijn studie afgerond en heeft weer genoeg tijd om zich op het muziekgebeuren te storten. Wij gaan nu aan de slag om de vele honderden eigen songs te arrangeren en te perfectioneren. We hebben ons hele leven de tijd om met dit creatieve proces bezig te zijn. Mijn hart zingt en mijn voeten willen dansen. Move it, boy!
De tekst:
My mind was cleverly dodging
Her trivial eloquent smalltalk
My feet were restlessly dancing
Imitating white Michael’s moonwalk
Can’t you feel a change in the air
Don’t you hear the whisper of love
Evil spirits flee in despair
Blue skies, bright sun up above
My world is fading away by the frills of many fools
This night my fantasy dies
And now my life doesn’t seem so very cool
As in the hills the wolvepack cries
But in the middle of spring
Layed back in the still of the night
Soundless an eagle takes wing
feathers shine in the silver moonlight
I dance with invisible feet
I sing that old fashioned song
I have all that I need
My road to love is so long
My world is fading away by the frills of many fools
This night my fantasy dies
And now my life doesn’t seem so very cool
As in the hills the wolvepack cries
The walls of silence break down
Sweet music touches my ear
Dancing people all over town
Knowing that love must be near
Can’t you feel a change in the air
Don’t you hear the whisper of love
Evil spirits flee in despair
Blue skies, bright sun up above
wereld en verwondering 