Mood:
waterdrops... i gather them in my trembling hands
i nurture them, i watch them, i grow them
plus a wish that slips from my thoughts,into my hands
the metamorphosis leads to a soul shaped silver
that belongs to me. it`s mine! i feel like shouting outloud
i did it! it`s my vision of love.
there`s this sound softly getting in my ears
the song born on my heart`s strings
the simphony in Ro major it`s going to be a blast
cause this time, the prince came barefoot
no more dirty boots marching in my soul
just a fresh morning breeze and a pair of brown eyes
vivid looks gently carress my sleepy face
he is here to love me.
Posted by ramobtr
at 11:01 PM
Updated: Wednesday, 16 August 2006 2:36 PM

