Akhand Singh

To the place where our dream lands

Let’s run away now

Oh! darling, it’s too late for us to come back

And they won’t accept us anyhow

For every reason, I don’t want to lose you

Oh! my lovely queen please paint my love

It’s not so precious as gold

But only a freedom of a thousand dove

You make me strong and you make me weak

Oh! my lovely friend

Let’s make it real, what we always dreamt

From the first day that I saw your face

I was in it to win the race

We still got time to make for it

And for a happy life, let’s run away

© Akhand Singh, 2009 © An Empty Glass, 2009