I want you to see
the beauty that lies within thee
thou eyes, enchanting like a dream
to this heaven on earth you flee
my dear, you make me whole
the bearer of my conflicted soul
catches the hope when its blown
yours reflects what i own
you are the hand of my clock that saves our time
the wings that lift me up to the sky
the hands that wipes the drops from my eyes
a part of my heart that will never die
i want you to know
that even in the end of the road you go
i will always be there to follow
hoping we'll see each other tomorrow
