If the sun were to come down any faster or God could help me any sooner
The snow would pass my face like I was only a ghost
The planets could align so I could think clearer
Because I just don’t understand what I want
Sitting by a tree wouldn’t help me, drinking ten cups of coffee
Asking every guru in the world, Where do people go these days?
When nothing seems right? The sky isn’t even blue to me
These mortals don’t even have faces anymore
I can’t see any feelings or hear the beauty of the universe
I don’t hear your soft touch and I can’t feel your pretty blue eyes
Anything and everything would stop drowning and I would see you again
Who ever you are.