If you wanna lose a bit of weight,
you might wanna consider running late,
as you run like the wind ( or the panting snail),
to catch up with time.
I was once that faraway traveller,
Walking miles through distant lands,
I was once that hopeful dreamer,
Holding imagination in my hands…
I was once that summer breeze,
I was once that wild storm,
I was once that sun kissed sky,
And I once knew, where I was from…
now my home, lies in your heart.
Should I fly on the distant light,
that shines upon me every night,
or should I let the wind carry me to you?
my fluttering heart is just a start,
of our big adventure coming true.
my wind chimes
at your heart beat.