Flames are burning but they dont dare to touch
Images are fading and they dont care to look
Mountains crumbling down but they are so blind
What would you do and How would you feel;
If you were all of those three?
Would you ask for help;
and would you wait for the answer?
So faraway there’s a hope that’s waiting
this is what I’ve heard ages ago..
Still can’t reach, What’s wrong with me?
Cant even see deep within Me..
It hurts like hell but still i laugh
Maybe the luck is hidden among the smiles..
and maybe One laughter could be the key
…Up to Heavens Door…
March 27 2006