The Mysteries that govern the sky
are opening up to me
is it you
that is sharing them with me
You think, life is full of grief
not if are with me
I have done some things for my mother
I will do more for you and me
Hey wait, open your gate
don't be too late
don't hate
I am your mate
I will wait
our love is true
don't turn me blue
The fruit we ate
irritates
the day will come
when we will fly high
maybe we won't say a word
but we will smile
Copyright 2001 Bilal Ahmed
