What I would give-
To touch your face.
To be in wholesome peace-
Under the hazelnut tree.
Oh, how I wish to live-
In that beautiful place-
Between blissful sleep-
And reality.
You are napping on my lap-
I am playing with your hair.
I am in your speedy trap-
And I couldn’t even care.
Yet, I know you’re not truly mine-
And I am a fool on cloud nine.
I know I cannot change your mind, dear.
Even if you wipe the salty tear.
What I would give-
To touch your face.
To be in wholesome peace-
Under the hazelnut tree.
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 1:36 PM UTC
What I would give-
To touch your face.
To be in wholesome peace-
Under the hazelnut tree.
Oh, how I wish to live-
In that beautiful place-
Between blissful sleep-
And reality.
You are napping on my lap-
I am playing with your hair.
I am in your speedy trap-
And I couldn’t even care.
Yet, I know you’re not truly mine-
And I am a fool on cloud nine.
I know I cannot change your mind, dear.
Even if you wipe the salty tear.
What I would give-
To touch your face.
To be in wholesome peace-
Under the hazelnut tree.