Believe without a reason,
your heart does not need one,
if it gets what it wants then what would be the fun,
dreams are build on nothing, a fragrance, some fear,
a trickle of a tear, a corner of a lonesome wear,
A haze of a walk, a wave of a hand,
some look that was vague, A promise that was made,
Million stars across the sky, lay waiting to hold your heart,
A trance, you are hypnotized,
The universe is endless so is love eternal, a single atom as small
as a grain holds its mystery infernal,
Thus in a moment as small as a grain of sand, you find yourself living a life
loving in technicolor grand
In its bosom the seashell plays the ocean's band echoing even across
the desert fearsome and bland. A tune that is played only for you.
Close your eyes and it will never leave you.