The Time is Right

Run away with me Karen, the time is right,

We’ll catch a boat, a train, a flight.

We’ll stay for days, for weeks, or more,

Each day with you, I love you more.

We’ll stroll the streets of foreign lands,

Absorb the sights while hand in hand.

A cup of coffee at a street café,

Or dine at sunset along the bay.

We’ll see the sights both near and far,

Sip margaritas in a dimly lit bar.

Sample local cuisine at a beach front inn,

Downing late night shooters, oh what a sin.

The world awaits, come take my hand,

For a front row seat at our command.

Quick pack a bag, we’ll leave tonight,

Run away with me, the time is right.

--Ken Ferguson--

Artista di Parole