Where is my mind - Part II

Freshly bougth 'Chasing time - Back to Bedlam Sessions' - and rightly asking me, where is my mind.

Mr B and me - that's a long story. Drivin' trough Ireland, I defended against him - in my car, in my head, everywhere. The reign was satisfied, every time Mr B. sung his 'You're beautiful' and I was - horrified. Singing with this voice - last time happend in the 80s!

Then, back to - Switzerland :-), the birthday of the reign came close and closer. The yearly dilemma of the present..so I overcomed my fear and bougth two tickets for Mr B.s Audience in Zurich. And wait for the end of the world :-)

The day came - and I was absolutely nerved. Nerved about the belly buttons, about the steps, about the claping chairs in the new Hallenstadion - short: nerved about everything.

And then - HE starts to sing. And - the first time, his face appeared on the big screen beside the stage..I was melting. Absolutely. His voice had that touch, it goes straight trough, from the ear straight ahead in my little toe and back to my - heart. Yes - I've lost my mind in the hallenstadion.

And since then - I have a crush on him.

I am a 31 years old woman with a crush on Mr B. - nice because even as a teen, I never had a crush on anybody.

So - you're asking, where is her mind. Greet it, when you see it - my mind.