Her lyrics touch and stroke the Soul with the vibrations of rhythm and blues. Heavy velvet cut diagonally across the grain. Rough edges, ragged, soft and smooth. A love song on the radio you never hear enough of . . . They take the love that they can find and hope it comes again. . .
Love comes in many ways, in lovers arms and sweet bouquets . . .
And I'm tryin' to tell you just once more that I love you . . . I still love you. . . Love comes from the most unexpected places, in someone's eyes you've never met who wants to get to know you. Giovana's dream was about to come true. Her unbreakable concentration on the stage brought the above song to mind as I looked at her deep, dark eyes.