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andquot;tender feelings heal with flowers
when your woes and sorrows leave you
overwhelmed
for the state of endless sadness or
uncompleted mourning--
take star of bethlehem,
thereand's willow if bitter, when helpless--
wild rose,
some sunshine wattle revives all lost hopesandquot;
but for a simple case of longing--
what are we to do when homeless in our
hearts and souls
some of us take daring chances following our
lovers--
the passion we can trust...
others just cannot sit still--
theyand're driven by the power of mighty
wanderlust
wherever we go, god, weand're trying so hard
to make every place feel like home left behind
but despite of all endeavours--nothing
changed,
as ever--weand're homeless in our hearts...
but iand'm yearning no more
and'cause i found my home in you
and now itand's where i belong
i gave up the world to be with you
come to me, iand'll soothe your yearning...
is this what youand've always dreamed of
the aim of our desire is hard to recognize
it often stares you in the face and yet, against
all reason,
takes the longest time to find
you circle the globe, go native, go far...
but itand's not a country or a town, not a house...
whatand's the use of distant travel if only to
discover--youand're homeless in your heart
but iand'm yearning no more
and'cause i found my home in you
and now itand's where i belong
i gave up the world to be with you
so come to me, let me soothe your yearning...
Basia
Yearning
Yearning
andquot;tender feelings heal with flowers
when your woes and sorrows leave you
overwhelmed
for the state of endless sadness or
uncompleted mourning--
take star of bethlehem,
thereand's willow if bitter, when helpless--
wild rose,
some sunshine wattle revives all lost hopesandquot;
but for a simple case of longing--
what are we to do when homeless in our
hearts and souls
some of us take daring chances following our
lovers--
the passion we can trust...
others just cannot sit still--
theyand're driven by the power of mighty
wanderlust
wherever we go, god, weand're trying so hard
to make every place feel like home left behind
but despite of all endeavours--nothing
changed,
as ever--weand're homeless in our hearts...
but iand'm yearning no more
and'cause i found my home in you
and now itand's where i belong
i gave up the world to be with you
come to me, iand'll soothe your yearning...
is this what youand've always dreamed of
the aim of our desire is hard to recognize
it often stares you in the face and yet, against
all reason,
takes the longest time to find
you circle the globe, go native, go far...
but itand's not a country or a town, not a house...
whatand's the use of distant travel if only to
discover--youand're homeless in your heart
but iand'm yearning no more
and'cause i found my home in you
and now itand's where i belong
i gave up the world to be with you
so come to me, let me soothe your yearning...
