Long years have gone since I dreamt of my perfect Life and Living,
My own home in my hometown reserves renown
I claim that title too, down memory lane.
Good news proclaims, old Friends are still so grey
Those I loved best, whose laugh and jest, revive my youthful days.
I speed my rhymes back to the time; each one of us was way young
My thoughts of you, my Love, which my heart truly yearns for,
Begging you to come back to me, because I have built a home
Which is a vale of my heart, your heart, I mean our Hearts.
Each year, I swear I find myself there with lonesome praise of a true love
If fate would have consented to go through life with contentment, happiness and successes without any pain, then I will demand a safely dream for you, my LOVE