nuttier and nuttier day by day

my crazy bizze mind strays away
from the real and from the sane

till the sane is just a narrow little lane..
if you go in you are stuck..

in the walls of prejudice and false trust

so come with me and fly away..

where there is no real and all insane..

Stop!

Aren't you sad that I shall be gone

Don't you ever feel that you should hold me back

My eager feet walk to the gate

As my longing ears want your 'wait!'

Do you feel the weight, as I do in my heart?
Don't you want to hold..my hand and just say 'stop'?

Just say it once and I shall stop

Just call me once and I shall be back

But its all in my head as it always was..

And you won't be there even if I look back.

I waited for you all along...

and as I leave...I still wait for your 'stop!'