Within my mind
Like air to the lungs...

When love is right,
It seems like the ocean at sunset...

With worlds apart
our hands behold...

When we dream
we are meant to remember...

In all thats pure and true
Purposed and loved...

Belive in today
It has nothing to do with yesterday...

They say,
"To everything is an end...

For this reason we agreed
And we where happy. Nothing personal, only that...

By the grass hut waited
The only companion she had...

To what reason do we really hussle
Toiling daily like ox on a farm...

"Well, it is my past. What can I say?
Happened long ago or yesterday...