Devang Desai

(Song-Rough)    

                        “Love”

   Look at me in my eyes, you’ll see it there…
   Take a peek into my mind, you’ll find it there…
   you have seen a lot of times, but you’ll see again…

(stress on she)  She’s reaching out, for the big ballons….
   She’s toying with, a cutie dog…
   She’s playing sand, to make a house…
   she’s dreamin’ ’bout, maybe a friend…
   she’s seeing sky, and a plane goes by…
   she’s thinking now, maybe i should fly…
  (drums…hard drums beats)…
   what’s there in heaven, what’s there in hell…
   what’s there so right, what’s there so wrong…
   what’s there in in, what’s there in out…
   have you seen a child…, yeah sure you have…

(Chorus)  Love…….my sweetest Love…
   Love..is all I had to see(^) in you…
   Love…….my sweetest girl…
   Love.. is all I had to see(^) in you…
   Love…….my sweetest babe…
   Love.. is all I had to see(^) in you…
  
(Stress)   My suzzie girl, but you’re not here…
  My darling daugther, where have you gone…
  You taught me love, you taught it all…
  I’ve lived my life, in different ways…
  I think i’ve seen it all.., so many times…
  I guess i’m afraid, i didn’t see you much…

  Upside and inside.., leftside and rightside…
  of all the sides my heart thinks of…
  there’s ecstacy that my heart knows…

(Chorus)  Love…….my sweetest Love…
   Love..is all I had to see(^) in you…
   Love…….my sweetest girl…
   Love.. is all I had to see(^) in you…
   Love…….my sweetest babe…
   Love.. is all I had to see(^) in you…

 I roam around…, around the world…
 I see the people…, of different kinds…
 I sing to them…, about you Love…
 I just sing to them…,about you Love…

(Chorus)  Love…….my sweetest Love…
   Love..is all I had to see(^) in you…
   Oh….Love….Love…my sweetest bird…
   I blinked my eye and you flew away…
(slow)   I blinked my eye and you flew away…
   Oh yeah…I blinked my eye and you flew away…

I would often like to have a theme for a poem or a song before it actually begins. We picture somethings in our mind. A kind of a wierd imagination but sure it does have some meaning. So before further delay I write “Love” (a song - though i don’t have the tunes but I depend on my mind to remember them when I actually make it).

A Song(Rough) - Theme for the song.

    ’Love’

Imagine a bunch of people in a concert. Well, not exactly a concert but a small group of people listening to a guy playing guitar. The person is talking about ‘Love’. Everyone start their own imagination. Someone’s thinking nature, someone thinking a professor-student relationship, someone thinking physical love be it a girl or a boy, someone thinking love is not for me or not made for me. The musician is thinking about a cute little small girl. She is her Mamma’s favorite. He is thinking about the lines “look Mamma there’s no cloud up in the sky”(Pink Flyod’s imagination). He wants to say to all the people listening that he sees ‘Love’ in a small girl, and in the ways she acts, the way she talks, the way she moves, and the way a child can teach normal people about ‘Love’ really is. Its like the way a child teaches people how to smile. And the same people cry when that child dies due to something. Its a strange world we live in. We learn a lot of things from past, but can’t sit tight and think about it all the times.