Wednesday, May 03, 2006

FOR TOMORROW


my only love is for my only babe
we're too young but the war has been here since ages

my only sin is for ur sweetest lips i felt
the only sense which made my hearts melt


my palms cud feel the palms of urs
my hair cud feel the breeze 4m urs

my heart is the only thing for which i fear
it wud be sooner killed by ur father's spear

i wanna breathe some air flavoured wid ur scent
i can neva forget the wonderful hours we spent

meet u later wid the new born flesh
u r always wid me like the mornings fresh