What did I miss today?
Would it matter anyhow?
My eyes see little past my nose

Keeps missing other souls
Too bad my thoughts keep turning to my personal movie

When I can breathe the air
Using its energies, I grow
Conscious of life's stream flowing
Feeling it passing through, rush on
Never stops
Keeps turning to my personal movie

Why has my soul left me naked and alone
Passing the days, watching them fade away?

Wondering, what is the color?
Pastel, bluish or they glow red?
I show clearly marks of the state I'm in
To those who see with their mind's eye
They know, they see

The answer lies in love, and I believe
The answer lies in love, and I believe