Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along." Rumi
They're in each other all along." Rumi
Sometimes in the
very early hours
When the morning
light is just perfect
The air crisp and cold
I sit within the day
And ride the wind
that stirs the strings
of my soul.
of my soul.
fin
Sometimes in the
very early hours
when the morning
light is just perfect
the air crisp and cold,
I sit within the day
and ride the wind
that stirs
very early hours
when the morning
light is just perfect
the air crisp and cold,
I sit within the day
and ride the wind
that stirs
the strings of my soul.
Fin
