My Desk

My desk….

I’ve got so much to give, there is so much to say, night after night, day after day, in spite of our words, they all turn away.

Kinda narcissistic, but these aren’t my lyrics. They are from an old group, one of the original fusion bands (jazz-rock), Chicago, in Chicago II, which came out before most of you were born…

My Desk

My desk….
I’ve got so much to give, there is so much to say, night after night, day after day, in spite of our words, they all turn away.

Kinda narcissistic, but these aren’t my lyrics. They are from an old group, one of the original fusion bands (jazz-rock), Chicago, in Chicago II, which came out before most of you were born…