Woorden: Dan Fogelberg. Windows and Walls. Sweet Magnolia (And the Travelling Salesman).

Two hearts, throwing off sparks
Young and in love with our freedom
Moonlight, those soft Southern nights
We were both ripe to fall

Well, I was out on my own
Playing for all who would listen
And you were as free as a bird
Flying from nest to nest

But somewhere our eyes met
And our hands reached out
And we felt a kindred spirit

And as our faces touched
I could feel the fire
And needed so to just be near it

Oh, Lord, those moments we soared
Borne on the wings of our passion
It seemed then like they?d never end
But times like that always must

?Cause then one day I flew far away from you
I never knew how I?d regret
My sweet Magnolia belle, you know I?ve loved you well
Even if I never said it

Magnolia, now I see
That freedom isn?t free
And love?s the only true redeemer

And when this journey?s through
I?ll be coming back for you
If you?ll have this foolish dreamer

I spend a night now and then
Passing through town on my travels
But someday I?m gonna come back to stay
Magnolia, I?m coming home