It Comes to surface when I am alone,
A reverie that takes me along..
to memories that are my life,
those moments which make me alive....
A nostalgic feeling drives me crazy,
I wanna be a baby, gonna be hazy..
Striving to get the toy that's not mine,
thriving to sleep in Mom's lap and
fall in to dreams that shine...
It was good to be a child,
So protected, so safe, in the love and
care so mild...
Don't know why we grow?, why we flow?
Along the idiotic calculations of life,
Which kills the innocence and purity of thy..
A prolonged mirage created of fake,
Its an Osmosis that makes me shake..
But I love this home coming of mine,
Which makes me nostalgic, united with what I am..
I feel sure..I feel fine..