Why?

Monday, December 27, 2010 0 Comments




Wrote these lines for a friend's composition...

I wanna ask you to
dance along with me..
I wanna ask you to
sing a song with me...

On the highways,
not caring when cars speed by...
on a desert,
our bare feet fried deep red and shy...

Why I ask...do I feel this way?
Why you agree to whatever I say?

You can ask for my heart, soul
and everything I own
give me a nod
and I will be yours to own....

I wanna ask you to
dance along with me...
I wanna ask you to
sing a song with me...

On the mountain top,
when the clouds storm with force...
Under the Sea,
where corals gape and scrape our sole...

Why I ask...do I feel this way?
Why you agree to whatever I say?

I wanna ask you to
dance along with me...
I wanna ask you to
sing a song with me...

viji suresh

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