Although your mind may say it can’t be, that it’s just a silly notion,
That you should learn from your mistakes and let it go,
That things like soulmates are illusions, inspired by poets, songs, and fantasies,
But its the real deal, Sweet Baby, inside you know,
It’s the real deal, Sweet Baby, inside you know.
*This is a shorter poem than usual, because I spent the day, and into the night, in Waimea yesterday recording the final lead vocal of “Our Love Will Find A Way” at Lava Tracks, Charles Brotman’s studio. He was the first Hawaiian producer to receive a Grammy. His studio is stellar, mike selection amazing, and engineering staff awesome and effective. My song is being mixed in Hollywood on Wednesday, and then on to mastering. This song is going on the radio!
