A poem with no title

I really wanted to create something that I could relate to, something/somewhere I want to be. I came up with this - feel free to leave your comments/suggestions. Obviously this one too is in the rawest form. I was just thinking about how it would be when I go to New York for my first internship in the United States - and this struck me. I want to consider a lot of improvements on this one because It is one of the rhymes that I really like - but I'm sure there are a load of improvements I can make. You're feedback is always appreciated!

let's go to a place where we know no one,
a place with the brimming sun,
oh, what conversations the trees would make,
and oh, what music the land would create.

you know you dont want this night to end,
we could make it last forever, we don't need to pretend...
and if we find a place that nobody's seen,
We'll be what we always wanted to have been...

Let's dance till our heels turn sore,
dance coz of the too many tensions we bore,
oh, what conversations the music would make,
and oh, we could dance coz we can relate.

Tarun Betala | www.tarunbetala.com