This teepee-room for me is
Filled with you
Laughing friends
A song
Your wish to fly
January
February cold
Wishful stories
Written in the dark
You say I'm holding you
With velvet chains
Me
I'm drawn
To your heart
Of stone
This teepee-room
Embraces
Like a home
And nobody has loved you
The way I do
This teepee-room for me is
Filled with you
Laughing friends
A song
Your wish to fly
January
February cold
Wishful stories
Written in the dark
You say I'm holding you
With velvet chains
Me
I'm drawn
To your heart
Of stone
This teepee-room
Embraces
Like a home
And nobody has loved you
The way I do