I pushed on by instinct,
As far back as I can think,
I walked into a new world,
On my way back home,
I found a pearl.
Whispers of some exotic girl,
Sound like lies when you're alone.

Stop, haunting me.
Stop, haunting me.
Stop, haunting me.

I left home for some adventure,
And of what I found I wasn't sure.
Seems like she was more alive than dead,
With this madness I will lay my bed.
You always think you won't be harmed,
By what doesn't exist (not in this life).
When you're far away from love,
It's all you've ever missed.

That love!
That love!
It came from above.
There's no other love.
When you're pushed off, the brink,
You will only find, what wasn't extinct.
She may not be what you wanted
Some days when you think you're haunted,
It's her... it's love...

Going back to where I found the pearl,
Surprised to see she is a different girl,
A new love to pave the way,
These really are better days,
For God there is only one praise.

It all seems like it's going to be kosher,
That shows you never really did know her,
When she stabs you, you see the light,
You're filled with unstoppable fright,
Because she's the one that ended up dead.
How could you be tricked by a bed?

That love!
That love!
It came from above.
There's no other love.
When you're pushed off, the brink,
You will only find, what wasn't extinct.
She may not be what you wanted
Some days when you think you're haunted,
It's her... it's love...

You feel like you've nothing left to loose,
Your tears as bitter as the *****,
This may just be the end you deserved,
That should be the part where you swerved.
Crashing into olden days,
You see that love is the craze,
Your broken heart's disease burns.
The sickness of a twisted love,
Haunts you like a sticky glove,
Just check out where you checked in.
Leave your heart where you'll leave your sin.

This love!
This love!
It came from above.
There's no other love.
When you're pushed off, the brink,
God will find you, when you're extinct.
It may not be what you thought you wanted
Some days when you think you're haunted,
Just pray... it's love...

There was a miscall
When called back
Only weeping was there  
then it was end!

There was a miscall
When called back
Only anguish was uttered
then switch off!

There was a miscall
When called back
Only hilarity was overt
then it was disconnect!

There was a miscall
When called back
Divinity replied
“good time is approaching towards you”
Suddenly call was dropped!

Try to call again and again
but line remains busy!

So, waiting for the miscall!

I've been around the world.
Yes, I've been around the world.
A vast garden of trees and lakes.
A tender yet mighty beauty unfurled.

The only thing that makes sense,
To my eyes of pruning; whence,
Did I desire a thing with petals?
A thing with all love's contents?

I do know the world,
Yes, I know the world,
But what I imagine I know not,
Something called a girl?

I'll tinker here and also there,
A little dirt, air and my hair,
What grows here in my garden.
Will soon be everywhere!

I've tried to imagine this,
A passionate, soft kiss.
Manufactured by my power,
It'll be here by the hour.

Yet what I grew from dirt,
Hair, air, and a water squirt,
Seems to be a pile of mud,
With this I can't even flirt!

Oh, can't I have a dream?
Not the milk, but the cream?
There can't be a secret more,
To my new and legendary chore!

I feel alone and spiteful,
This garden's no longer "full",
My hair falls out like petals,
Or how I imagine they would fall...

I look over my failed creation,
And I give it condemnation,
A tear travels to nose's crook,
It falls upon my aberration.

Pow! Like this. Pow! Like that.
Sparks fly and I don't eat my hat,
because what happens before me,
I simply can't not stare at!

Her delicious curves, radiant hair,
Eyes like my garden, a loving stare,
I can't believe what I have done,
Because she is not just anyone!

She is my love, this I can tell,
My heart is healed and I am swell,
Now I can say that I did find,
The flower of my garden.