What meets the eye,
is more than that we hears.
Something that stops us in this time,
but not in our fears.
Believe only what you can,
but care only what you must.
Pieces by pieces,
we've come a long way.
Stretch it a little further,
what could've gone wrong anyway.
A simple gesture of friendship,
or love that we seek.
Go beyond,
what our imagination,
never started to believe.
A past is the past,
what we dare to change.
So shouldn't we jump,
to the future instead.
Your future just started here,
while mine is at the end.
Why if you ask because,
what sees the eye,
is full of emptiness.
