I touched your hand in my dream...
i wished it to be in real...
When my nimble fingers apply pressure on the keys,
I don't know how else to say it; my soul is so...
Sleep is not coming to my eyes
I am in my bed and trying to feel you...
Empty spaces in my heart,
You filled with thousand smiles...
Is this real or in my dreams
My worlds unraveling at the seams...
This what happens
It starts with a chill...
For when one feel the love from the sun is lie...
To feel a heart beat is like seeing one by candle...
Like the golden sun,
his hair flows freely...
Echoes
that's all I hear now...
I paint my life,
With your thoughts on my mind...
The piddle patty of you feet in the morning makes...
Just say one last word
I will never let you go...