If I could draw you a picture of what it is my heart longs for,
Would you understand the colors I am creating?
If I told you there's more to this that what you seem to think,
would you understand the words I form with my tongue?

Now that the time is running out for both of us,
all we see is the perception of the illusion of time...
precious time wasted for opinions and meanings about things thought to be important,
but actually,darling, much greater topics became destined for us when we first stared into each others eyes.
A journey awaits, the gun is loaded... I''ll leave it to you to pull the trigger.

Now that my picture is painted, can you see the method to my madness.
Will you search deeper or will you fail to became stronger than the fear that holds you back?
Will you see what it is you are destined to see?