Debi Smith’s Song, Italy and France

It is Spring Break and I am taking a break from writing. Instead, here is a song by Debi Smith called Italy and France, about Debi’s experience having a child with autism. You can follow along with the lyrics as you play the video.

I had a dream, I was going to France
My bags were packed
with tour books, romance
I got on the plane, and then I found
I was not Paris but Italy-bound
I was not Paris but Italy-bound

All of my friends were on the right flight
What would I do? I hadn’t packed right
It's not what I’d planned,
my mind spun around
I was not Paris but Italy-bound
I was not Paris but Italy-bound

We landed in Rome, I had to make
The best of what seemed a colossal mistake
But it turned out, as it unwound
I loved Italy, I was spellbound
I loved Italy, I was spellbound

When I got home,
my friends talked of France
They shared their stories;
I watched while they danced
I was sad I'd not been there,
but then I'd rebound
I was glad I was Italy, not Paris-bound
Because I loved Italy, not Paris, I found

Now I have a child who’s not the same
As other children, and its like my dream
It's not what I'd planned,
but as it's unwound
I'm glad I am Italy, not Paris-bound
Because I love Italy, not Paris, I’ve found