Come and make my heart Your home
Come and be everything I am and all I know
Search me through and through
‘Till my heart becomes a home for You
I used to love this song.. still am just don't listen it as often.
Love..
A heart is like a homie tenderly place with tall strong fences around it
Strangers are not allowed.. or maybe no one is allowed to enter at all
"Enter with caution."
"Watch out, dogs!"
"Do not touch, you break it you can't pay it"
Which is reasonable for the fact of criminal records these days =p
When we love
Have we lost our sense of realization?
It's like willingly you allow all of your fences that you have maintained to go flat (still with the fact of criminalities around)
You allow them to enter your house.. your heart
You know that it means they have any choices of what they do in your house, to your house
It is sweet bitter pills so swallow
They can help you to clean up your mess
They can help you to build a more beautiful place to live in
Or they can just be there to accompany you
Chance to mess up your sanctuary
Any tiny little rock might break your window into pieces
You loose all of your strength to protect it..weak
It is open.
No gates.
No protection.
Even words can do so much more that before
.. so why do we love?
What do we learn?
What do I learn?