Spending the rest of my life with you
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on your trip away i was able to see the emotions that ran through my life a soul bewildered; yet captured in a bottle of hopeless despertude. my eyes brighten with the very thoughts of you... the more i run, the more i fall. not a fall of death or that of a endless sadness; but that of a rise... a heightened bliss. my heart flutters, dancing like angels in disguise. hidden by tears... tears of joy, of happiness more than life has ever bestowed on me, to my surprise foolish pride and fear of lonliness has kept me here... even though i want to spend the rest of my life with you. dear. can this be real... can this be ever so true. it's like a dream when i reminece on you... a faded memory, a shadow glance. the image reflects nothing of you... thats so true. distance it is.. distance like the shore on the sea... breezes dusty feathers to gallop ever so daintly. my mind runs like the river when remebering you... my love glazed over a dark cloud of you... why am i hear? "run away little robin," i hear. "run to what makes you, you.." but lonesomeness, heartache and pain stares at me in the eyes of hate. when all i want to do is spend the rest of my life with you. even with you gone so many miles away... i shake to know you're even close to me.. in spirit of course, if i may. a gate, a wooden, stone-locked gate.. frosted with chastity and contempt. shackles held down by scattered clouds on the coast.. all i want is you, my endless love, and when i reach for that boat of augment.. i feel nothng but destitude and pain.. never relaxing me is it so much to ask.. that i dive for your love love.. that i thrive for your spirit.. "run little robin, make free.. run little robin, run robin, run for your destiny... and come, come spend the rest of your life with me!" |
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