Let it be my madness My senseless Write to forget you Without realising that In each sentence I wrote I kept reminding you
Let it be a kiss between Pen and paper How does it matter What the poetry is? I fell in love With your eyes, my illusion and feel sunflowers reborn again and again
You can plant flowers in the space of someone else's absence. You can still feel the absence but you'll learn how to grow your own flowers without the help of anyone, and in time, you'll have a garden full of the things you love
Early in the morning I was still in bed You call me in time when the sunlight comes How was your sleep? Would you be a friend and take a walk with me?...
Cause I’m in to you Early in the morning I was still in bed I’ll be getting ready so how ‘bout that walk?...
Cause I’m in to you Early in the morning I was still in bed The thought of you remains the biggest mystery...
I guess I’ll think about it when I walk with you I walk with you I walk with you Early in the morning...
When with someone who is at home in nature, you realize how much is in plain sight that you simply don't see. It is a humbling experience, full of wonder.