charmed.

it's like the puzzle is put in place, the wrong begins to right
that exhilarated feeling, lasts through the night.
so i'll begin to dance in the rain, so no one will see me cry...
i'd still lay down my life, for you, i'd die.
hopeless, they say, hopeless i may
so i shall wander, and correct my mistakes,
if love could bring me here, then love it shall take.

so the vagabond set out into the dark starry night
never to look back, but looking forward?
flying with, that hopeful? kite,
with all their might, armed their sword

like a candle in the wind,
fluttering all around
not making sense
not making any rhyme
wondering where in this maze you are
and what love really is....
if the wrong begins to right, and the puzzle piece fits into place,
why doesn't this all make sense,
why doesn't it rhyme?
all mysteries should have an end...
happy ending or no

if people knew how to make peace with each other
we'd all be in love and we'd all let music drive us into a dance no one would be able to stop
we'd dance until our deaths within our own red shoes
a circle around the earth because everyone loved us for love started us
and love shall kill us, till death do we part.

charmed.