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Landslide written by Stevie Nicks I took my love and I took it down I climbed a mountain and I turned around And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills Well the landslide brought me down Oh, mirror in the sky What is love Can the child within my heart rise above Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides Can I handle the seasons of my life Well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you But time makes you bolder Children get older I'm getting older too Well... Well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you But time makes you bolder Children get older I'm getting older, too Well I'm getting older too So, take this love and take it down Year and if you climb a mountain and ya turn around And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills Well the landslide brought me down And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills Well maybe Well maybe Well maybe the landslide will bring you down.
I know that being the first born in a family carries a heavy load sometimes. I was the first born and I remember my mother telling me "Wait until you have children of your own, then you will understand." Now I know what that means. Until you have a child of your own, you don't realize that there is a actually a time that you have to grow up, and sometimes it takes a child to help you do that. The child is the one that reminds you that family is really the only thing in life that matters. They are WHO you are and they are who you can be proud of. I am proud of my son, Jeremy, who showed me what it means to be who I am. ![]() Turn Around Artists: The Kingston Trio from their 1964 LP. "Time To Think" Words and Music by Harry Belafonte, Alan Greene, and Malvina Reynolds Where are you going my little one, little one Where are you going my baby my own Turn around and you’re two, turn around and you’re four Turn around and you’re a young man going out of the door Turn around (turn around) Turn around (turn around) Turn around and you’re a young man going out of the door Where are you going my little one, little one Baseballs and video games, where have you gone Turn around and you’re tiny, turn around and you’re grown Turn around and you’re a young man with babes of your own Turn around and you’re a young man, Turn around and you’re a young man with babes of your own Where are you going my little one, little one Where are you going my baby my own Turn around and you’re two, turn around and you’re four Turn around and you’re a young man going out of my door |
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