hello aini

Hmmphh…

in whose arms will I settle down eventually…..?

in whose kiss will I melt eventually……?

in whose warmth will I sleep eventually……?

and the road I’m standing on

is rested upon him I don’t know

while I’m being pressed and confront

he’s out there God hasn’t showed

and I could have talked longer

so that it woul’ve been much better

it was all anything but shatter

these streets even lay stronger

that’s where I belong, inside my shelter