"Where do you go to my lovely, when your alone in your bed, tell me the thoughts that surround you , i want to look inside your head"
This song got me thinking, on this cold winters night, when all i want to be, is warm , where will i go to when i start to dream
Will it be my beloved Don? could it be Montana? or perhaps even the flats of Cuba?
I can't wait,
Question is where will you go?
Sandy