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.