Ayna

Where did it all came from
The music of the guitar
The Beat of the drum
The Choir of angels from afar

Where do I put this heart
In a box, in a Bag, in a Cart
Where can I get some warmth
In an open fire with you in my arm

Where could this sunshine be
Will it ever lay light on me
In this cold lonely winter night
A hint of your smile would make everything alright

Where will I go from here
Would playing safe be better than facing a fear
Lone traveler or be where you are near
Waiting until the road is clear



In the Sun
She and Him