Be Your Own

I want to go where the world is slow,
a place where the tides are gentle, the breezes low.
Show me the truths I’ve yet to find,
where the noise fades, leaving peace of mind.

Hold no bars, take no prisoners here—
let’s let go of the chains, abandon the fear.
I don’t need the race, the rush, the grind,
just a moment of stillness, a place to unwind.

But baby, don’t lose yourself for me,
be your own, wild and free.
I want you to stay, but not to bind—
hold your heart close, don’t leave it behind.

Let’s escape to where the days stretch long,
where we can dance to our own song.
No rules to follow, no scripts to rehearse—
just you and me, and the universe.

We’ll take no prisoners, break all the molds,
forge our own path, let our story unfold.
But remember, love, while we roam—
be true to yourself, be your own.

For in this world of chaos and speed,
we’ll find our solace in what we need.
Not in control, nor in being owned—
but in loving each other, while staying alone.

So let’s go where the world is slow,
where love can blossom and spirits grow.
But baby, never forget—
be your own, with no regret.