Till tears run dry,
Till heart does die,
A longing rests inside my soul,
Of a love far from my reach,
Despite the heart that longs your way...
Far away...far away you are frm me,
And I query, as we both gently do,
Would we meet? Touch for real?
Or is it just to end in grief, with departures at ends of both,
Despite our unwillingness...'spite our reluctance?...
Pray my love that love cross barriers of all,
No distance, no days of eternal longing in futile wish...
Wishes...let it turn to reality so dear,
Where fate falters and we create our destiny much dear...
To be with you,
And you be with me,
I'll fight all the odds,
Just to make you mine in both heart and mind,
And where hatred serves to dwell in lives,
I'll swerve the way to make it love!
