High in the hills of anything can happen my heart’s on the sleeve of my old spring jacket
Love is in the air. The breeze is bringing it to you
Chances are slim, my smile’s gonna feed ‘em ‘til their bellies are full and its easier to meet ‘em
The clouds are making way for the sun to come shinning through
It’s all wishful thinking
Wishful thinking
Have you got me on the mind like me and my mind are on you?
Out on the plains of why the heck not got Joy in my sights
She’s my sure shot
Love is in the air. The breeze is bringing it to you
Sure enough the rain is gonna pass my way
It’ll water the flowers that will brighten my day
I am gonna grab the good times and hold them by the stems
Ain’t gonna let ‘em go
High in the hills of anything can happen my heart’s on the sleeve of my spring jacket
Love is in the air. The breeze is bringing it to you
Wishful thinking
Have you got me on the mind like me and my mind are on you?
Wishful thinking
The clouds are making way for the sun to come shinning through
Wishful thinking
Love is in the air. The breeze is bringing it
Love is in the air and the breeze is bringing it
Love is in the air. The breeze is bringing it to you
So now open on up your heart, breath me on in
Copyright © 2020: albinosongs
The MUSICIANS
Albino Guimaraes Vocals & Bass
Joe Boyle Electric Guitars
Bill Holloman Piano & Vocals
Evan Kalish Drums
Jon Peckman Percussion
Joe O’Brien Vocals
Behind The Song...
Wishful Thinking
Trying to stay positive whistling in the shower... that’s where this song came from. With so much to be discomforted about in the year of “Oh, Lord” 2020, I guess something Anti-that had to claw it’s way to the surface. It was the Spring after all, and the Spring is the time for renewal and love. It is a time for wearing your heart on your sleeve and embracing the thrills love affords that are surely there for you in the breezes of a positive outlook. So feed those chances... fatten them up so they are easy to run down and catch.... they eat smiles and smiles are free. Feed them all you have.