I want to write a world for you
A place where oceans endlessly roll to your feet
And never leave you cold or lonely.
I want to paint a sky for you
Clouds dancing, breezes playing, all colors clear and true
This sky doesn?t fall.
I want to sculpt a night for you
Warm, quiet, held endlessly by my arms
There is no need for morning.
I want to dream a life for you
Us together, nobody cares, safe and loved
Alone at last.
I want to write a world for you
But my words are inadequate without you
And I am desolate.
Michael Anthony Furtado