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
Don't know what all of this means
Oh, is it love?
Logic is slipping away
My heart's on a runaway train


I'm gone, yes i'm gone, yes i'm 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 i've made up my mind
I'll stay for the rest of my life