The wandering mind is on its way to see a
dream…..
It beats with passion, taking passionate breaths.
Why does sleep run away from these exciting twists and turns ?
The wandering eyes long to watch some exciting sights, through the bewitched closed balcony
The wandering mind is on its way to see a dream.
It beats with passion, taking passionate breaths.
Why does sleep run away from these exciting twists and turns ?
The wandering eyes long to watch some exciting sights, through the bewitched closed balcony
The wandering mind is on its way to see a dream.
In this crazy world, I wish I had some
crazy company.
With this scheming crowd around, I wish your hands were in mine.
Wish there was a wandering melody and a wandering composition.
My wandering feet have the desire to dance to these wandering tunes of that wandering song.
The wandering mind is on its way to see a dream.
With this scheming crowd around, I wish your hands were in mine.
Wish there was a wandering melody and a wandering composition.
My wandering feet have the desire to dance to these wandering tunes of that wandering song.
The wandering mind is on its way to see a dream.
I wish the darkness was
wandering enough and so was the silence that accompanies it.
I wish quivering lips go easy, as the intoxication is so bewitching.
Let the fanatical veil, slowly show us what face lies behind it.
Let the consuming veil, slowly tell us of the break of dawn.
But let me move away from that bewitching face.
The wandering mind is on its way to see a dream.
I wish quivering lips go easy, as the intoxication is so bewitching.
Let the fanatical veil, slowly show us what face lies behind it.
Let the consuming veil, slowly tell us of the break of dawn.
But let me move away from that bewitching face.
The wandering mind is on its way to see a dream.
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