As much as I,
I wish I could go,
Somewhere that would satisfy,
The vital hunger,
That’s always by my side,
And makes me wonder,
What makes me tic inside,
For, I’m not a clock
For that matter, always late,
But the one thing I know,
Is that in me, though
There’s more love,
Than there is hate.
Our Lives are like raindrops in the Past,That disappear and won’t come back.Only Love Saves, till the bitter end,To Love and be Loved what more can there be?To Love and be Loved is pure ecstasy,A life fulfilled, Romantically.
It’s all about Caring,You and me,It’s all about Dreaming,Infinity,It’s all about Painting,A Scarlet Sea,It’s all about Loving,So endlessly,It’s all about Living,Decently,And yet, Finally,It’s all about Nothing,So you see,We are not controlling,Our Destiny.
Life brings clouds of come and goThen suddenly,One day, you turn around,And find you’re all alone.When, oh When did life begin?So fast it passed away,Long ago, it seemed so slowThen, only in one dayAll the roses died at once,Goodbyes were never said,All the roads just led to one,With loneliness ahead,Never more to be as one,Never…
Like giving birth,It’s Life they sustain.
And go down to the wavy Sea again,To hear the seagulls cry.I want to be able to hope again,To hope before I die,And think that there’s Love in my soul again,Before, my last goodbye
The One Eyed Cyclops,That nothing,ClearlyEver, sees.
