One day, my love, we will go
Hand in hand, away
With dreams in our eyes
And hope by our side
We’ll go wherever we may.
One day, my love, we’ll tread softly
On a vast expanse of snow
When I’ll fall down
And you’ll turn around
To lift me from the low.
One day, my love, we will walk
Towards the orange, setting sun
They’ll hold the camera so high
There’ll be black silhouettes against the sky
We’ll leave it all and run.
One day, my love, we’ll see it all
We’ll see whatever there is to see
We’ll see that Colosseum in Rome
You know, the one you always talk about
And in Spain, we’ll meet those people, love
The ones you like to call “them ‘ippies”
We’ll stand in the streets of Holland
And smoke marijuana and then
You can cross your arms and yell like you do
“Do you think that impresses me, hun?”
We’ll see those ancient cities too,
In which lived once, people like us
We’ll go together love, we’ll go
We’ll see whatever there may be.
One day, my love, we will set sail
On an enormous, brown ship
With the ocean endless, beneath us
The scent of saltwater in our nose
And the great, blue sky watching over
We will find new land, together, love
We shall make history.
One day, my love, we’ll get a house
A little, white house it’ll be
With sweet-smelling grass, a small, clean porch
And your beloved, picket-fence love
In it, we’ll live, you and me.
That day, my love, seems far, far away
As we sit out here in the dark
Our dreams look big in a little place like this
That day is taking forever…
But my greatest comfort is this, love
That even in that forever, we are together.
Srishti Chaudhary
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