a heart of gold makes a princenot a golden wallet

you move me in the sweetest of hoursyour eyes like faraway landscarry me to the edge of my worldand after all that comes to passI breathe inthe fragrance of change

those who have found each other oncewill find each other again and yet again

the wrong ones come to leavethe right ones come to stay

„Mum, how do I spell home?“-„With your heart, my dear.

find someone who embraces your lightyet doesn't fear your darkness

heaven and earthembrace and entwinewander through valleysand undulating landslet us exploreuncover every corner vulnerable nevermorelet us marvel at the wonderthat we are

we can live in none but the presentthe past is pastthe bygone dayscannot be filled with lifewe are no time travellers

if love was a treeI'd plant you a forest