Again I had that magic vision
We never came into collision
Was hard to make a right decision
We really needed fresh revision
I'm gonna act as a white blanket
I wish I was too pure just like a kid
Don't wanna stay where I'm not wanted
Without your love my home is haunted
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Read my comments on your 'Wrong station' please