David Arn – Traveler-The Ministrel's Tale
Genre Rock

LYRIC
Traveler-The Ministrel's Tale

Be my lover, I have treasure set aside
Each time we hang up I feel penniless inside
Ever since we agreed to phone each day
I reach out from every crossroad on my way
Calling from Boston while walking on air
Calling from this jazz bar dialing in despair

Lady your beautiful path is not stolen from mine
I’m lost ahead on a twisted journey through time
Traveler don’t trash our love that way
While I make believe you’re just a room away
Call from the midwest when you’re in clearer air
Call me from Denver send pictures of the Square

Night times are travelled with utmost care
She’s the only one in my prayer
The further I journey into fantasy
The more I need her lying next to me

Be my lover, I have treasure set aside
Each time we hang up I feel penniless inside
Hours of smiling on the phone
When we hang up I feel more alone
Calling from Boston while walking on air
Calling from this jazz bar dialing in despair

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