When are you gonna come down?When are you going to land?I should've stayed on the farm,should've listened to my old man....You know you can't hold me forever,I didn't sign up for you!I'm not a present for your friends to open,This boy's too young to be singing the blues -So, goodbye yellow brick road!Where the dogs of society howl,You can't put me in your penthouseI'm going back to my plow-Back to the howling old owl in the woods,Hunting the horny back toad...Oh, I finally decided my future lies,Beyond the yellow brick road...
Elton John, ah....
I saw him play at the entertainment centre in Sydney about two years ago - it was magical.
I hope in heaven I get put somewhere close to him and we can write songs together...
Until then I'd better keep practicing my piano!
Shell xx
That night, he knew you were there... somewhere...
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