Our World Of Chaos and Peace

I come back to you,

With my feet aching from wandering all day,

My hands craving the touch of your hand,

After I touch a hundred flowers all day,

My heart looking for a familiar heartbeat,

After meeting so many sweethearts all day,

I come back to you,

With my stories and complaints,

For your stories and thoughts,

With my poems and songs,

For your songs and thoughts,

With my world chaotic,

To your world peaceful.