For this Travel Tuesday I wanted to show you a song that moves me every time I hear it. It speaks from my heart. Is stuck in my head all day. And makes my soul warm and fuzzy.
I am not from America. My origins are in Europe. But I still feel like I am partly american. Mostly american?
I spent part of my life there.
I love to speak English.
Write English. (If you haven´t noticed;-)).
I had to leave the US at a rather young age, meaning I grew up in Europe, but that time back then is still today such a visible memory and has remained one of the most beautiful times in my life.
It left a visible trace.
I had the time of my life in America. I have friends there. I have memories there. My heart belongs there. I am going to come back there.
This song is my heart crying and screaming to go back, while being wrapped up in warm memories of the past.
We´ve got the kind of love, a blind man can see… oh yes, this love is so vivid ..
With you I can be wild… oh those wild and crazy times!
We move like the wind in Chicago… how I love the wind in Chicago. When it´s windy wherever I am, I just need to close my eyes and I feel Chicago.
We fall like the rain in Seattle… how badly I want to feel the rain on my face as I look up in the grey sky of Seattle. I´ve never actually been there, but it´s on my list;-)
We found our hearts in San Francisco… the memories are so vivid from my time there. The steep streets, the houses.. the bridge in fog..
We stay cool like Alaska...actually I would, but my heart is so warm right now..
We´ve got American Love. That is definitely the case… yes, doctor… that pounding in my heart is my desire to go back. No sickness..
I love Europe. But I miss America and my American Love is greater I fear…
Do you have American Love?
Follow me to never miss a single post! The next Travel Tuesday will be another France post. I just needed to get this one out, as it´s a piece of my heart.