I sense that somewhere, a man rises to greet the day,
Does he feel that he has made wrong choices along the way?
Is his life full or is it incomplete?
Does his life lack passion, that his heart continues to seek?
Is he stuck in a loveless mundane life?
Trying to play the cards he was dealt, while living in strife?
Does he sense my existence and calls to me?
Wishing we could find each other and set our souls free?
Is he like me, staring into space,
Hoping that Karma will give us just one glimpse of each other's face.
Does he whisper his heart's desire to the wind?
Hoping that perchance our paths may meet and blend.
Does he feel, like I do, that he possesses the missing part,
The missing piece that will finally complete my heart.
Strange feelings let me know that he does exist,
I know he waits for me, just beyond Karma's mist.
I realize that until I meet him, my heart will wander endless,
My eyes will watch the horizon, hoping he will find me.
Will I die and never feel his touch?
Or experience his love that I need so much.
I ask Karma, to please be kind,
To let us find one another, somewhere in space and time.

Music: Karma