But you own the place where all my thoughts go hiding.
And right under your clothes is where i find them.
Staring blankly ahead, just making my way through the crowd.
Don't need to be on somebody's arm to look good.
I like who i am, the world is a stage.
And we all are players.
So therefore, am choosing my player(s) .
I'm not saying i don't want to fall in love cause i would.
There's no way I'm trading places.
Right now a star's in the ascendant.
So i turn out the lights & lay there in the dark.
And the thought crosses my mind.
IF tomorrow never comes, will he know how much i loved him.
MY head is talking & talking & talking while my heart is singing a love song..,
What do i tell my heart?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem