These songs I try to sing, will only make sense, will only be completed, when you are here beside me.

Just before taking a shower, I see an ant in my bathtub.
To save it from the flood to come soon, I take some toilet paper and try to gently
pick it up and move it. It runs away  and I think whether the stress
it's experiencing  from this rescue attempt is not worse than death
in the shower (Maybe the real saints would wait till next morning to check if it is gone
out of it's own free will. Maybe real saints stink and are sticky)
Finally I manage.
And I think if it is not a perfect analogy:
Forces we cannot comprehend, death being one of them, guiding us
to a better place, and we create a nightmare for ourselves by resisting them.
Maybe one of the great challenges is to *trust* life gives us what we need
at every moment.. To resist the instinct, that I feel so strongly in myself, to
hang on to whatever little we have in fear of being left with nothing.
Perhaps life gives the greatest rewards to those who trust and let go -
arghh.. but so hard to do!!

All this life,
to live one perfect day..
perfectly pure, no lies, just smiles,
we've been moving towards it all our lives,
missing our chances time after time,
to reach the moment where love conquers all.

I remember seeing you, and not thinking twice,
how it came to the place where I can't think about
anything else.
Looking for you in another woman's eyes.
An endless journey to reach that one perfect day..
let me die in your eyes when I reach it..

All this time,
where is it leading us?
What is left from deep looks that seemed eternal?
What do hours or centuries of staring mean in eternity?
Still, I know where my journey lies..
when I reach it let me die in your eyes