What if you never find me again
though you’ll search high and low
The look of love simple and plain
washed away with the wind’s blow.
What if it wouldn’t be the same
The way it once was before
The way you ache it would be
But hate for it to let it show
What if things were not the way they are
ever wonder how different it could be?
it may be a mirage you see from afar
The sights and sounds seem as you please
the things that seem lost forever
lost forever they shall be
living in the world of countless illusions
is where you’ll find your mental peace.