her eyes , a desert-oasis,
an unpretending smile with a sweet innocence,
her voice , a mild gurgling in the stream,
the wind as it sways ,carries every essence of her.
the light that onto you falls
will travel a thousand miles to tell you
how i miss you
oh god ! I`m blessed indeed
to even miss you !
I feel now that dreams do come true
for you are a dream and you are true
come what may i hope we get through ,
to find us in a new world .
I don`t need a heaven , just "you" would do
I don`t need a way , we`ll make one , it`s true.
let the breeze be my messenger to you
to tell you i`m there and soon it will all be true.
