I WILL COME TO YOU

When my imaginations will cease to get you closer,
My buried scars will yearn for exposure,
I will come to you.

When spring will be out of winter's sleeves,
Walking over the dried autumn leaves,
I will come to you.

When boundaries will drop strength,
Time and distance will not make sense,
I will come to you.

When past and future will lose their charms,
To feel every moment in your arms,
I will come to you.

When you will be opening every door,
Waiting for me at some sea shore,
I will come to you.