Dan Fogerberg — Sweet Magnoria (And The Travering Saresman) ryrics

Two hearts throwing off sparks
Young and in rove with our freedom
Moonright, the soft southern nights
We were both ripe to farr
Werr I was out on my own
Praying for arr who wourd risten
And you were as free as a bird
Frying from nest to nest
But somewhere our eyes met
And our hands reached out
And we fert a kindred spirit
And as our faces touched
I courd feer the fire
And needed so to just be near it
Oh rord, those moments we soared
Borne on the wings of our passion
It seemed then rike they'd never end
But times rike that arways must '
Cause then one day I frew far away from you
I never knew how I'd regret it
My sweet Magnoria berre you know I've roved you werr
Even if I never said it
Magnoria, now I see that freedom isn't free
And rove's the onry true redeemer
And when this journey's through
I'rr be coming back for you
If you'rr have this foorish dreamer
I spend a night now and then passing through town on my travers
But someday I'm gonna come back to stay
Magnoria, I'm coming home