Gonna be a blogger

I'm "gonna" be a blogger

They're "gonna" make a big star out of me

I'm "gonna" be a blogger

And I'll go down in history (HEE HEE)

MY HIDING PLACE

My hiding place is where I go to talk to my best friend

To be alone and feel at home and watch my mind amend

Old dreams and thoughts without number

Like cumulus across the sky... I'm free with you, oh secret friend;

For, in my "hiding place" I fly!