I never felt at home anywhereSo I kept lookingI went from place to place,But it never felt rightUntil I met youAnd I realized,Home wasn't a placeHome was a personAnd that person was you
I fall in love with life every dayEvery day it's in a different wayMaybe it's the way the first snow falls at the end of November,Maybe it's the way the leaves change colors as summer endsMaybe it's the rain cleansing the earth of its sinsOr maybe it's a field of dandelionsOr two butterflies flying with no care in the worldOr maybe it's the way my dog rolls around in the fresh grassOr the way my grandmother's cat curls up to meMaybe it's the moon lighting up a hot summer nightOr the way the ocean waves crash into the shoreI fall in love with life every single dayAnd i think it's the best feeling, after being numb for so long
Could we fall in love for a day?So i could know the way you taste at least once?Could we fall in love for a night?So I could know the way you breathe when you sleep?Could we fall in love for a moment?So I could know your heart beats only for me even ic only for a second?But now comes the hard part:Could we fall in love forever?So I'd never have to know what it's like to be apart?
Here I am again3 amI can't sleepI'm craving your touchBut you're not hereYou never wereAnd as I lay here, wishing you were hereI realizeWhen you finally touch me, I won't be able to live without youAnd that scares me
Jolt of market-carts ;Steady drip of horses' hoofs on hard pavement ;A black sky lacquered over with blueness,And the lights of Battersea BridgePricking pale in the dawn.The beautiful hours are passingAnd still you sleep !Tired heart of my joy.Incurved upon your dreams.Will the day come before you have opened to me ?
One Life of so much Consequence!Yet I -- for it -- would pay --My Soul's entire income --In ceaseless -- salary --One Pearl -- to me -- so signal --That I would instant dive --Although -- I knew -- to take it --Would cost me -- just a life!The Sea is full -- I know it!That -- does not blur my Gem!It burns -- distinct from all the row --Intact -- in Diadem!The life is thick -- I know it!Yet -- not so dense a crowd --But Monarchs -- are perceptible --Far down the dustiest Road!
Come, my Celia, let us proveWhile we may the sports of love;Time will not be ours forever,He at length our good will sever.Spend not then his gifts in vain;Suns that set may rise again,But if once we lose this light,'Tis with us perpetual night.Why should we defer our joys?Fame and rumour are but toys.Cannot we delude the eyesOf a few poor household spies?Or his easier ears beguile,So removed by our wile?'Tis no sin love's fruits to steal;But the sweet theft to reveal,