What did I miss today? Would it matter anyhow? My eyes see little past my nose Keeps missing other souls Too bad my thoughts keep turning to my personal movie When I can breathe the air Using its energies, I grow Conscious of life's stream flowing Feeling it passing through, rush on Never stops Keeps turning to my personal movie Why has my soul left me naked and alone Passing the days, watching them fade away? Wondering, what is the color? Pastel, bluish or they glow red? I show clearly marks of the state I'm in To those who see with their mind's eye They know, they see The answer lies in love, and I believe The answer lies in love, and I believe