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Moats and boats and waterfalls, Alley ways & pay phone calls I’ve been everywhere with you. We laugh until we think we’ll die, Barefoot on a summer night Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you. And in the streets we're running Free like it's only you and me Geez, you’re somethin' to see. Ahh, Home Let me come Home... Home is wherever I’m with you Home is wherever I'm with you.
and if a double decker bus, crashes into us, to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die~the smiths
Time is...When wandering the historic gardens of Yaddo in Saratoga Springs, I was moved by this poem inscribed on a beautiful sun dial on the property. It is an adaptation of a poem by the founding couple's friend Henry Van Dyke. Considering the sad history of the family, I found it very poignant.