What if you never find me again?
Though you’ll search high and low
The look of love simple and plain
Washed away by the wind’s blow.
What if it wouldn’t be same…
The way it once used to be?
The way you ache it would be
But hate it if anyone sees.
What if things were not as they seem?
Ever wonder how different it could be?
Gazing at a mirage from afar
Sights and sounds disappear instantly
The things that seem lost forever
Lost forever they shall not be
Living in the world of countless illusions
you won’t find peace in travesty.
An angelic spirit and a heart of gold
cleanses the murky darkness in others
Waiting for a love so pure to trust
can make you the king of your own castle.