Unrequited Nothings
My wandering soul
Circles round the universe
And comes home with stories of a land that's much too much like home.
The gentle breeze lingers through an open window
And there you lie with eyes like the sun and the moon.
My wandering heart
Circles round the globe to find
That love's like a suit
You can pick and choose to play the game
The music lingers over happy voices,
Colours light the night sky
And there you stand, your world in your hands
My wandering mind
Comes home to find
A masterpiece a day
All the world's a game to you
Dancers pirouette on cue
The backdrop is a perfect hue
A whole stage made by you.
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