Zona

I held the book so tightly in my hands
saw your picture
heard you call my name
There was something strange
I could not look away
I wanted to be there
I wanted to go

Good morning boys and girls. Be comment number six with the group and the album that song is on and win a prize.

I'll give you a hint. It came out in 1980 and the radio played it pretty often.

So how are you this morning? Rested? Or are you like me a few years ago? Up all night and just getting to the point where sleep was beginning to be viable? Or not too long ago where I was grabbing golf clubs and heading out the door.

At THIS time and place for me it's a day off Saturday morning and I know we're out of Sugar Pops and Fruit Loops so it's downstairs for a can of coke and the sofa to watch the news and complain that no college football games are on yet.

I don't care who's playing but I won't watch Notre Dame.

Now it's time to go mess with bloggers.

What? You want another hint? OK, here it is from the same album but a different song.

The trees and I are shaken by the same winds but whereas
the trees will lose their withered leaves
I just can't seem to let them loose.