Wandering across the planes of time,
Discovering meaning without rhyme...

The sky is falling, cried chicken licken,
When one day she was out corn picking...

If a wish is a heart's desire
And every dream a hope...

Must we all walk the same beaten track,
Raise our heads and not look back...

O sunny hillside of sparkling streams,
A place of paradise, lost in dreams...

Summer days drift lazily away,
Azure skies turn moonstone grey...

Pure, innocent and full of grace,
An angelic smile lights up her face...

It is a tale of old,
This tale of perfect love...

It's been nearly 7 months now,
you've tried for a long time...

8 months and still so much more to say,
A love that grows with each passing day...

If there's ever a lesson in life to be learnt
Its play with fire and you will get burnt...

There are so many things I never had the chance to...
So many times I've gone over that day...