Yearning - Basia

Tender feelings heal with flowers

When your woes and sorrows leave you overwhelmed

For the state of endless sadness or uncompleted mourning

Take Star of Bethlehem

There’s willow if bitter, when helpless, wild rose

Some sunshine wattle revives all lost hopes

But for a simple case of longing

What are we to do when we’re homeless in our hearts?

(Homeless hearts and souls)

Some of us take daring chances following our lovers

The passion we can trust…

Others just cannot sit still

They’re driven by the power of mighty wanderlust

Wherever we go, God, we’re trying so hard

To make every place feel like home left behind

But despite of all endeavours--nothing changed, as ever

We’re homeless in our hearts…

But I’m yearning no more

'Cause I found my home in you

And now it’s where I belong

I gave up the world to be with you

Come to me, I’ll soothe your yearning…

Is this what you’ve always dreamed of?

The aim of our desire is hard to recognize

It often stares you in the face

And yet, against all reason

Takes the longest time to find

You circle the globe, go native, go far…

But it’s not a country or a town, not a house…

What’s the use of distant travel if only to discover

You’re homeless in your heart?

But I’m yearning no more

'Cause I found my home in you

And now it’s where I belong

I gave up the world to be with you

So come to me, I’ll soothe your yearning…