bluemango: fashionista. boydagat.

alone as a grasping palm
nothing's there to hold on to
growing so strange, like a wild flower whose
endurance was too strong, your
love makes me the strongest in dreams.
again, i shall sleep
---for it's only in endless hoping i can stand.

i love to see the oceans beauty
and the moon that shines above
alone in the sand looking at the stars
wishing someday i will find true love

would it be nice to see the morning
with the one you love the most
would it be nice to say goodnight
to the one you hold so close
to your heart, to your heart

the wind that blows the dove
is the wind that blows my love
hope it'll find its way to you
wherever you are

i love to sit in fields of green
looking deeply through the sky
watching birds as they fly by
hoping someday faith will bring me true love

would it be nice to hold someone
so dear and near your heart
would it be nice to hear those words
i love you from the one
that you love, that you love

the wind that blows the dove
is the wind that blows my love
hope it'll find its way to you
wherever you are

id love to see myself oneday
in the arms of someone
who will share her life with me
selflessly
someday, you will find your way

wherever you are.

---southborder