Where are we in these lost seas of time? Where everything quakes with silent whispers. Have we become something else, unable or unwilling to feel, to dive, to love?
We sit across from each other. I search your eyes hoping somehow that I will find myself. Why will you not come with me into this light? Why don't we discover these times together so that our laughs may become full with the breath of another?
I am waiting for you, will you come?
We sit across from each other. I search your eyes hoping somehow that I will find myself. Why will you not come with me into this light? Why don't we discover these times together so that our laughs may become full with the breath of another?
I am waiting for you, will you come?
Hope.... I hope things work for you and you do not hope in vain.