I want to live in your arms. Be the light of your eyes. And be buried in your heart. To begin with you and to end at you is all that I desire. To be what you want, to be how you want, to be all that you need, is my dearest desire. To be in your arms, and be buried in your heart is all that my I aspire.
I want a room, don’t care if it’s a small one, inside you heart. I’ll pay my dues regularly. I’ll pay the rent timely. Punctually. Right on the nose. I want to live in the northern state of Cardiac district. I’ll drive up and down to work, the driving doesn’t bother me. Because I’ll return home everyday. The home in your heart. And feel your peaceful light wash all over me, reviving me from any depths of sorrow or grief I’d be in and bathing me back in joy.
I want to live in your heart, be the cherries of your sight! Bury me in your heart heart and I assure I’ll be with you every hour of every day in jus a few years.