Life is a ride that takes me everyday
I rest in is lap like a child not knowing
Where will I go..when do I rest..
Who is me in the hands of my love
Who is me at the hands of my pain
Mystery has washed away
The meanings and differences...
Who are you...in the meaning of your love
And what is left in your hands
without the mystery
You think you know? There you go.
The fear of pain is no real pain
The idea of joy is no real Joy
The love you think...a sweet substitute
The love you feel...a breeze of mystery
Yes life is a ride that takes anyone
Where they belong
Be like a child again and rest.
What you like or dislike
You are just singing your song.
Listening make the singing beautiful
Cause life has a song for you.
