Spotlight

Tough days should come and Go        Days like decades what should I do?    For ones I thought your gone                  My mistake for still your the one.

Viewing from a terrace I see
A straight light which I want to be
Going left back to right
Moving but focusing in one sight.

Going from that light is what I want to be
For you to see, how bright I can be
I know it's different for it's like a show
A Fiction where in imagination grow

I want to flee for I think might be right
Flee to your dazzling light
But what can I do?
I have no wings to catch your flight