This is a song from the CD that Elisha and I listened to over and over on our road trip. I fell in love with it because of the idea that there is still someone out there free sailin', maybe calling my name.
Free Sailin' by Hoyt Axton
Windy Friday, she walked into a
Situation that would not soon let her go
If she ever decides to leave here,
Such a woman's been a pleasure just to know
She must have heard me call her name
When I was free sailin'
She must have heard me call her name
When I was alone
I have never seen before me
Another face that can please me like she does
In the morning, in the evening
I thank the stars above for my one and only love
She came to me like a whirlwind
A silk tornado with cyclones in her eyes
If I live to be a thousand
I will never cease to become mesmerized
by her
She must have heard me call her name
When I was free sailin'
She must have heard me call her name
When I was alone
She must have heard me call her name
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