Tender feelings heal with flowers
When your woes and sorrows leave you overwhelmed
For the state of endless sadness or uncompleted mourning
Take Star of Bethlehem
There’s willow if bitter, when helpless, wild rose
Some sunshine wattle revives all lost hopes
But for a simple case of longing
What are we to do when we’re homeless in our hearts?
(Homeless hearts and souls)
Some of us take daring chances following our lovers
The passion we can trust…
Others just cannot sit still
They’re driven by the power of mighty wanderlust
Wherever we go, God, we’re trying so hard
To make every place feel like home left behind
But despite of all endeavours--nothing changed, as ever
We’re homeless in our hearts…
But I’m yearning no more
'Cause I found my home in you
And now it’s where I belong
I gave up the world to be with you
Come to me, I’ll soothe your yearning…
Is this what you’ve always dreamed of?
The aim of our desire is hard to recognize
It often stares you in the face
And yet, against all reason
Takes the longest time to find
You circle the globe, go native, go far…
But it’s not a country or a town, not a house…
What’s the use of distant travel if only to discover
You’re homeless in your heart?
But I’m yearning no more
'Cause I found my home in you
And now it’s where I belong
I gave up the world to be with you
So come to me, I’ll soothe your yearning…