Whether I'm down below,
Or high above,
I'll never cease until I find you, love.
If fate happens to bring you to my door,
I'll never, for a thousand years, ask for more.

I once lost while counting the stars,
But the pain I felt, it didn't last.
Yet how could I escape from my past,
If I still wear the same old scars?

To look wistfully into a stranger's eyes,
To remind me of when I was fed with lies.
To feel the softness of someone's lips on mine,
To forget yesterday when I was not fine.

I have yet to catch a glimpse of you,
Where and how you are, I have no clue.
But enfold me in your arms once you see me,
Hearing your heartbeat is where I want to be.

Whether you're down below,
Or high above,
Never cease until you find me, love.
If fate happens to bring me to your door,
Let me into your life, and ask no more.

-H