If only your sight could cut through the waves,
You’d grasp the thoughts I hold within.
If that voice could reach your ears,
You’d grasp the thoughts I hold within.
If your stubborn veil would lift,
You’d glimpse beyond the windows.
If the blinds of habit would fall from your eyes,
You’d grasp the thoughts I hold within.

If you had but a bit of faith in yourself like I do,
You’d journey with me a bit further.
If you borrowed some color from my eyes,
You’d journey with me a bit further.
If the sky’s embrace filled you with its charm,
Your desires would awaken anew.
In another life, to touch my soaring dreams,
You’d journey with me a bit further.
© Priyoraj