STAIRS

In our nights

we keep talking as spirits

and our steps with our hopes

go on and on.

I need your light to embrace the dark.

Every step I take

every wish you make

a piece of us, get closer.

Around and around I walk

on ground, deep down I hope.

Don't make evil in your mind

all those stairs have safe steps.

Dream on, dream on,

move on, move on,

with love my love.

© Diana Mistera 2007