A dream, a fantasy and a little bit of reality.
(Young love - What has become of us?)
Liselotte's song
I sent you my song, don't know if it's right or wrong
so many years have gone by
I wonder where or why
Is there an answer
or only sighs in the sky?
I flew down to you just to see how you are
I found a girl blooming to a star
eyes shining bright, her voice so soft
I knew already that she melt my heart.
Now that I am here we got so much time to gain
I don't want to sing the verses only the refrain.
When we were fifteen all the world ahead of us
you went your way and I went mine
I went abroad , you stayed home
what was the purpose of being alone?
This I ask myself, again and again
I could have found my home in you
Your peace, your calm, your glittering eyes,
your hand in mine
to begin the time.
Your long blonde hair has grown into grey
It doesn't matter I can see behind
What your eyes are telling me will never be hidden
I have come to you, I have come to stay.
That is, if you want me
one word from your soft lips
will hold me here forever and ever
one word from you and the whole world flips.
Now that you are here we got so much time to gain
I don't want to sing the verses only the refrain.
I ask myself, again and again
I could have found my home in you.
Your peace, your calm, your glittering eyes, blue, blue eyes,
your hand in mine.
to begin the time.
For us, for us, for us.
Poetry by Richard
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Written on 2008-03-06 at 12:14
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