• surreal 5w

    When heart calls
    us home

    Once we were like a tumbleweeds
    we go where the wind wished us
    to go,

    And home is just a memory of a
    place where we both grew,

    But I don’t think that we can get along
    with life without a moment that we
    never think about home,

    Though we have our own to keep.

    Someday we will meet again on the
    same crossroad where we both depart,

    When our heart called us home.