Tuesday, May 12, 2009

They call me sunshine.

Sunshine, say your mine...
I will put you in my pocket.

You're perfect, see?
The best to me.

                                   But please don't rise.
                                   It hurts my eyes.
                                   Though I know it's natural for you.

                                   And never set.
                                   At least not yet.
                                   Though you know how I adore you.

You're all I want.
You're all I dream.

                                   But, please dear star.
                                   Don't be so far.

                                   You're never what you seem.
                                  Always being quite unseen.

There could never be 
Another for me.
                                  Though somewhere she's waiting 
                                  Right in the wings.

 Sunshine, Sunshine.
 Say that you're all mine.

                                   Though I know your light.
                                   Is far too bright.
                                   To bring down from the sky.

Give it away, to sit by the bay.
                                   And leave the world in night.
                         
                              









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