Good afternoon
I got up got my sore old body dressed and got out into this overcast and cool day.
While walking and jiggling my way through the neighborhood I noticed
how quite it is so I turned my iphone off and just listened. The wind was blowing softly, the leafs where swinging in the trees sounds of a few cars going by and there was just a few people out walking their dogs. quite
It was so peaceful just like a Sunday morning should be.
AAH!
(please use your sing voice)
I am literally working my ass off for...............ME!
Walked 30mins
Windsor Pilates 20mins
Crunches 125
There Is Always Something There To Remind Me
By Dionne Warwick
By Dionne Warwick
I walk along the city streets you used to walk along with me,
And every step I take recalls how much in love we used to be.
Oh, how can I forget you?
When there is always something there to remind me
Always something there to remind me
I was born to love you, and I will never be free
You'll always be a part of me, whoa oh whoa
When shadows fall, I passed a small cafe where we would dance at night
And I can't help recalling how it felt to kiss and hold you tight
Oh, how can I forget you?
When there is always something there to remind me
Always something there to remind me
I was born to love you, and I will never be free
You'll always be a part of me, whoa oh whoa, whoa oh whoa
When there is always something there to remind me
there is always something there to remind me
And every step I take recalls how much in love we used to be.
Oh, how can I forget you?
When there is always something there to remind me
Always something there to remind me
I was born to love you, and I will never be free
You'll always be a part of me, whoa oh whoa
When shadows fall, I passed a small cafe where we would dance at night
And I can't help recalling how it felt to kiss and hold you tight
Oh, how can I forget you?
When there is always something there to remind me
Always something there to remind me
I was born to love you, and I will never be free
You'll always be a part of me, whoa oh whoa, whoa oh whoa
When there is always something there to remind me
there is always something there to remind me
Fade out

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