You come to me and say

In the midst of my day
In the dead of my sleep
Flowing like a stream of bliss
You come to me and say . . .

While a song I write
When a music I play
Floating like a lily
You come to me and say . . .

While a piece I write
When an era I finish
On the waves of moon
You come to me and say . . .

Day after day and in sleepless nights
I gather the pieces to return you someday for what you say
But Oh dear! how to do 'cause
While I gather, you come to me and say . . .