We all build our own towers empires to exist in that moment when every ting is perfect
And when nothing could go wrong.
Everyone is looking for perfect happiness.
There’s a strong belief that there is some kind of true love out there.
A reasoning that no amount of fear could repel you from your destiny.
A place called home, a state of time that never quite fades or when the sands of time never really runs dry.
Just complete utter happiness that rips your heart out
A desire which just opens your soul to the warm embrace of love.
I know that is a step in the right direction, I know the feeling might not be love
But I believe it is a step in the right direction.
It’s a step to a place called home. A paradigm of Zen.
I believe that place and time I want to spend an eternity with you
I know you are the one, my one and only.