As my wagon is hitched to yours

Habitual to the old air....

But I can't stop breathing..

Clinging onto the thin air..

How can this heart stop beating..?

As my wagon is hitched to yours..

And it travels places in the sweet surrender..

A dream peeps through the closed doors..

The symphony in your exploration is a splendour...

Slave to your desires under the wings..

Which flew us to a destination afar..

Away from the daily swings...

Embarked upon a roller-coaster bizarre..

As I dwell in the bay surrounded..

With the moments and new rides..

A numbness gets me grounded..

As I strayed from my inner tides...

Habitual to the old air....

Now I have settled in the new knot..

Numb in it's bitter-sweet layer..

As I hear and say.."Forget me not"..