Somewhere away from this world where there's no one to judge.
Where no one asks why, where no one holds any grudge.
A home which both of us would adorn with our love and care.
There'll be a sofa in our drawing room & two chairs to be fair.
Of course there'll be a balcony in our house. Oops! Home, I beg your pardon.
And many small plants to make it look like a hanging garden.
In that balcony you would stand and the breeze would kiss your pretty hair.
And I would stare at the beauty of the moment sitting hypnotized on my chair.
With each passing wind our wind chime of the balcony would ring.
And complementing its music, I would wait for you to sing.
We won't colour our walls with just paint but with memories too.
And a wall with no particular pattern. Just random colors like crimson, green & blue.
Sitting on the sofa, watching TV, for the remote we would fight.
And suddenly, getting close to each other, I would hold you tight.
Our main door will have a name plate with your name written before mine.
Beacuse I am nothing without you, you have always been my spine.
So, if you can imagine what I have already forseen.
Then how about taking a step forward? How about live-in?
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 4:56 AM UTC
Somewhere away from this world where there's no one to judge.
Where no one asks why, where no one holds any grudge.
A home which both of us would adorn with our love and care.
There'll be a sofa in our drawing room & two chairs to be fair.
Of course there'll be a balcony in our house. Oops! Home, I beg your pardon.
And many small plants to make it look like a hanging garden.
In that balcony you would stand and the breeze would kiss your pretty hair.
And I would stare at the beauty of the moment sitting hypnotized on my chair.
With each passing wind our wind chime of the balcony would ring.
And complementing its music, I would wait for you to sing.
We won't colour our walls with just paint but with memories too.
And a wall with no particular pattern. Just random colors like crimson, green & blue.
Sitting on the sofa, watching TV, for the remote we would fight.
And suddenly, getting close to each other, I would hold you tight.
Our main door will have a name plate with your name written before mine.
Beacuse I am nothing without you, you have always been my spine.
So, if you can imagine what I have already forseen.
Then how about taking a step forward? How about live-in?
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