To be a wanderlust, how I'd would love to be..
To travel wherever I wanted to go from A to Z..
I'd drop everything at this precise moment..
I know I'd go wandering from North to South.
Roaming from East to West..
I'd hide under a stone where no one could find me..
I'd cross every river and ignore everybody..
With the silver moon and I would swoon, if I came across he !!
On the river side and those green hills far away,
With the moon in the sky and I on the rail tracks where it came roaring by,
that train in the night passing by..
And I promised I'd be by so near, on the other side of the tracks..
With you on the veranda, where the river touches us
As we dangle our feet just underneath that veranda, where you and I..
Uttered those words, that you'd so reluctantly uttered..
Your best words, as I roam with my love once again between my city and your city..
Where once you kissed me..when the train came roaring by.
To travel wherever I wanted to go from A to Z..
I'd drop everything at this precise moment..
I know I'd go wandering from North to South.
Roaming from East to West..
I'd hide under a stone where no one could find me..
I'd cross every river and ignore everybody..
With the silver moon and I would swoon, if I came across he !!
On the river side and those green hills far away,
With the moon in the sky and I on the rail tracks where it came roaring by,
that train in the night passing by..
And I promised I'd be by so near, on the other side of the tracks..
With you on the veranda, where the river touches us
As we dangle our feet just underneath that veranda, where you and I..
Uttered those words, that you'd so reluctantly uttered..
Your best words, as I roam with my love once again between my city and your city..
Where once you kissed me..when the train came roaring by.
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