Spring Caravan

Spring Caravan

History repeats itself

Nothing is surprising

You had come to finish

The unfinished business

Said come to me and

Then I will let you go!

There's nothing new here

Just repetition of acts

Our first and last kiss

Is frozen in time since ever

Inches away from each other!

All roads lead to Rome

May our love be forever

Young, throbbing thriving

Let the fire of passion

Reach the sun from oblivion