Why should I stay?
why should I talk repeat?
I have crossed this way
I have smelt the love
and want nothing more…
I have touched the mirage
pictures of fascinations in a land
lost in dreams of water and growing green
and have come back with dry sand pouring
from between my fingers
an empty heart
and a desire to close my eyes and walk endless
why should I stay?
and I shall take nothing
but all the little things that slept with my soul
for so long
so so long
The way was long and dark
I was a passenger
tired and sleepy
friendship was that little hut
within which the light
gave me the strength
to carry on
now I am awake
with no light insight
why? why should I stay?
The way is long
and darkness entwined with my eyes
why? why should I stay?
