Your lips trace kisses along my hairline
You are cooing a nursery rhyme
I thought you may want to channel your inner John Legend
But you tell me the better things in life
Are simple, unforced, innocent
Like seeing through the eyes of a little child
And that was how you loved me
In pure devotion

Put a rose in my hair
And i will smile,
Leave a note at the bedside
Yea, do it with style;

Take my hand in yours
When you go for long walks,
Lets sit by the lake
As we watch the swimming ducks;

Let me see the sunset in your eyes,
And smell the perfume on your neck:
And when i fall asleep in your arms,
Leave on my lip nothing less than a peck;

I might not wake up to see you here,
Just leave with me a night to remember:
But if i do wake up still in your arms,
I will make you mine forever.

Many years have gone by,
Many more are yet to come,
Many places i have been,
None, i could call my home;

Many tears have been shed,
And so much pain have been felt,
Many have come and gone,
I do not know who i have left;

Many mistakes have been made,
Most of which have brought me here;
Many rights that i have done,
The journey has been worth the dare;

Many answers i tried to find,
So many things i don't understand,
Many things i've left behind,
Just to make a better stand;

Many people that i have hurt,
Many others have hurt me too,
But this is just a part of life ,
These are things we must go through;

Many reasons to have regrets,
And other reasons to rejoice,
Decisions were always mine to make,
I'as always entitled to a choice;

So many nights beneath the stars,
I could be like them- so bright so rear,
So many years watching the moon,
Men like me have gone up there;

my past is past forever now,
Here i am still standing here,
Watching the moon and stars,
So why should i shade a tear?

So many years are ahead of me,
Don't know how much of it i have,
My living is my greatest chance,
To do better and grow a nerve.

Days come and days go,
They will always return,
This we know;

Nights come and nights go,
They will always go,
And light will show;

Flowers bloom as others whither,
But flowers will rise again,
No matter the weather;

Seasons come and seasons go,
Seasons come with their goodies too,
No need for woes;

Lovers come and lovers go,
True love will endure,
This we know.

This life is but a dream

Of sleeping beasts and hungry wolves...

I await the life that is

The dream of sleeping children

And kinder men

Some place elsewhere from here

Oh to begin again

Life

Our very own

Dream

Come true...