'Journey'

Scrambling, stretching my fists,

The deep sore rising from beneath,

The landscape in front of me is rough and gray,

I stray on my way, catching the hot moist air,

Standing on the mountain,

I knew I've not found the place

Tired, yearning for water,

I saw you in the horizon

You've pulled me up, poured water into my mouth

I started choking, freeing the way for the air,

I was saved, but my journey has just began

What is the essence of my nature?

I know that we all have a purpose,

Trying to relocate the way to turn to,

Locking my sight on you,

Then I knew, I was sure,

That my journey has just began

Striding along, I know that

Whenever I see this familiar face

I'll know why I'm here for

I won't let him down

There is no such thing as wrong or right

There's nothing wrong as long as

It comes from deep down your heart.