In Quest Of You
In Quest Of You
In the middle of the soaring nature,And the greening of the villages,I pour myself into blue flowersAnd little roses because you are in them.My heart dances and wallows;It hangs everywhere because you are everything.Funny how those mountains and rocks,Never cease to remind meOf how sad I am, how lonely,Without the love I found in You.You'd think my words were there,Ready and easy to come,But I've also been chased by desire;My heart was mountedWith many turbulent feelings, andOne wish, that those feelings would take me back,To the start Of the day I felt,Something greater than life would come to me...
Tarek NassifIn the middle of the soaring nature,And the greening of the villages,I pour myself into blue flowersAnd little roses because you are in them.My heart dances and wallows;It hangs everywhere because you are everything.Funny how those mountains and rocks,Never cease to remind meOf how sad I am, how lonely,Without the love I found in You.You'd think my words were there,Ready and easy to come,But I've also been chased by desire;My heart was mountedWith many turbulent feelings, andOne wish, that those feelings would take me back,To the start Of the day I felt,Something greater than life would come to me...
2005
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