Touch without touching

Touch 

touch me one more time

You don't need hands

touch me with your mind

I can feel you.

Touch 

touch me with your smile

You don't need words

touch me with your eyes

I can feel you.

Touch

touch me with your music

You don't need to sing

touch me with your rythm

I can feel you.

Touch

touch me with your breath

You don't need to kiss me

touch me just to be near

I'll feel you.

Touch 

touch me with your hands

I'll feel you in my bones

my memories will flow outside my body

You'll stay there until you don't. 

              

Gaten med vakre adventsstaker

Hjerter av gull

ansikter av glede,

vennlige øyner

latter kan vi innlede.

Håndhilsen, 

vi deler koppens energi.

En startfase 

der ønsket selvkontroll må overgis.

Befølt av ord

avstandens alternativer.

Ukene fylt med rutiner og gjøremål,

ubevisst tankenes dagdriver. 

Ønsket om forandring,

frykten står stille.

Sammen med komfort sonen

blir det vanskeligere å atskille.

Gir slipp

finner en vei å gå

går forbi der gamle uvaner lå.

Stoler på godhet

og gode smaker.

Tar vare på gode minner

gjennom gaten som består av vakre adventsstaker.

Something in my heart...

 

Find your way home

Home isn't your house
neither your car
or your money
not even your education

Your heart is your home,
where your heart leads you.

Home is where you can laugh,
where you feel love
Home is independent where you are
it's everywhere you go.

Home is in music who touches your soul,
hearts who meets for several times and
hearts who never give up on you. 

Your home is who you are,
not who everyone else wants you to be. 

Home is support, accept, understanding

Home is peace and love.