Where is my sensible vision ?
Somewhere only me know
Where all of your scents gathered,
and love are free to be given away
Homey oh my feeling,
blown to where the questions churning and burning
to where salvation lies within
heart and arms where my home belong
Oh if my life is for rent,
then Dido will be surrounding my mind forever
but, i feel right that i deserve nothing more than i get
Suis-moi, mon cher ….
to where our chosen shooting star falls
anandamanan 