Who would I have to be
for you to take a look at me?
Can I finally be free
to be myself, can you be that kind?
No fantasy, no lies, pure honesty
belies the pain, the hurt, the memories
of the corpses of love's remains.
Do you feel like I do,
like the whole world
has turned on you?
Do you feel out of place,
afraid to smile at a friendly face.
We've been brought up, grown up,
torn up, only to begin anew.
This world is not a perfect place
but I know a perfect spot for me and you
where we will be free to dream again.
Are you ready?
Can you let go
of it all
and be again?

I am curious jimi where di you get the dove image..WILL