Here i stand once more, wishing and hoping for more, happy with myself and yet missing that one, space, that one place, that's hidden inside.
The flow of life seems slow, seems not there, seems gone...
Again here i stand waiting and walking, moving on with life alone and just at peace, but yet not complete...
Missing is not what it is, wanting is not what it is...
Searching just adapt to the moment and searching in the present and the future...
Only if you understand will i take you , or will i ask you...
If not , searching that is all i can say searching , i hope and pray we meet just that one moment...
Till then searching just not missing...