Seminole - Greg Thurmond

Seminole wind Let me feel your breath again Take me back to the place your love did find me Black ribbon, lead me home Wherever I may roam And may the bridges that I cross not burn behind me I've seen the Sunset Strip And the Hollywood Hills Where the desert fades into the L.A. sky Where the palm trees are a-reachin' And the holy devil's preachin' To people blinded by the stars behind their eyes To be roamin' like a gypsy And livin' on the edge Sometimes your loneliness, it comes with throttle And happiness, it seems Just like our golden dreams Won't be found at the bottom of a bottle Seminole wind Let me feel your breath again Take me back to the place your love did find me Black ribbon, lead me home Wherever I may roam And may the bridges that I cross not burn behind me As I followed this great highway From the west coast to the east I cursed the worn-out stars as they were falling I got tossed and turned around But I always stood my ground I still hear the winds of Seminole a-calling Seminole wind Let me feel your breath again Take me back to the place your love did find me Black ribbon, lead me home Wherever I may roam And may the bridges that I cross not burn behind me Seminole wind Let me feel your breath again Take me back to the place your love did find me Black ribbon, lead me home Wherever I may roam And may the bridges that I cross not burn behind me Seminole wind Let me feel your breath again Take me back to the place your love did find me Black ribbon, lead me home Wherever I may roam And may the bridges that I cross not burn behind me Seminole wind Let me feel your breath again Take me back to the place your love did find me Black ribbon, lead me home Wherever I may roam And may the bridges that I cross not burn behind me Seminole wind Let me feel your breath Take me back to the place