if I'm sitting and playing solitaire

Will you come and join me

If I'm singing my songs in silence will you come and sing with me

If I'm picking all my coping strings

Will you pick them with me ?

If I'm loving you with tears

will you sit and cry with me

All the way

To the end of our roads

All the way

All the way

To the pot of gold

I'll sit in poetic silence with you

Holding hands in midnight trains with you

If I'm dusting off the carrom board

Will you come and join me

Dancing to my own music

Will you dance with me

Pensieving over chai and coffee

Building fantasy Lego stories

All the way

To the end of our roads

All the way

All the way

To the pot of gold

I'll sit in poetic silence with you

Holding hands in midnight trains with you

Like a bug in a rug

Snuggled in Silence

sounds in their presence

the tempo the accent

Of your breath

Tilting at windmills

Oceans losing their way

Abstracted by the notion of you

All the way

To the end of our roads

All the way

All the way

To the pot of gold

I'll sit in poetic silence with you

Holding hands in midnight trains with you