Life comes and goes through out our daily lives. We never know how much time is left in a day as our lives can be put out in a moments notice. |
My eyes can see
Through your veil of mysteries...
This life of mine is nothing
Coming from the dust which roams...
Your soothing touch
The softness of your lips...
Your soothing touch
The softness of your lips...
This life of mine is nothing
Coming from the dust which roams...
My eyes can see
Through your veil of mysteries...
This all could be
A place in me...
If you can see me
Then it's time to worry...