I have returned from that rate again and again
Where i should not have gone
Could never reach there
Where I needed the most
Often walking on those paths
Where there was nothing but going on
From whom could be reached at a hideout
They are always disappearing from my eyes
Those who should not have been with me for a moment
They were my day and night companions
Those who kept calling me
And keep making place for me in my life
I never heard his prayer
I had dazzling lights in front of me
Who was taking life from the blind behind me
When my eyes
The darkness behind her was worth recognizing
The light in front of me was over
