Being In Your Arms

Leaving all the woes behind 

Under this starry sky 

Being in your arms without 

A lot to think and worn ....out

Just let me synch in the note 

Blend it into my soul and let me

Paint us into this night for a lifetime

I can hear them spread hate 

Wild and wide across on me 

I can feel envy growing to heckles of laughter mockery and fun at my fall

They made it, they staged every scene 

They enacted it until I gave up 

They made sure I am nailed to the core

They made a saying out of me 

Of my heart ...they fed it to vultures to prey and enjoyed the pain of my being 

Of my love ...They made it a whimsical paradox, where I looked like a fool who lost it completely and a sick dump head 

Let me get lost in your eyes were

The moon stays in and in its Ray's

The world seems better, the way I was 

The words and deeds and let it 

Innocence bloom with fragrance and I find myself, my true self ....

In each move, in each sway in your breath 

Let me ...find myself ...