You've told me of all the places we'd go,
The sights to see and things to show.
But here's the truth, if I may say
I don't care much for the grand display.
The landmarks, the paths we roam,
They don't mean much without you alone.
For it's simple, true and clear,
It's only you I hold so dear.
I just need you, wherever we stand,
Just to walk beside you, hand in hand.
So take me anywhere, near or far,
It's never the place—it's just who you are.
(Its Etheral to Ataya btw)
(lebanese)
