Chasing the Rainbow

Let’s chase the sun
to the arms that fold it in
let’s seek the warmth
and the arms that embrace it

Let’s seek the mystic mountain
where snow falls in white beauty
the cold yet welcoming love
from withered gardens beneath

maybe we can find the meaning of our life
written on a stone somewhere
in the middle of this earth
to the east of the moon

maybe we can touch the stars
so we can whisper our thoughts and desires
up close to its sparkly points
but will it grant our wishes...

maybe if we just keep on seeking
faith may kiss destiny and allow
us to meet our own perfection
as in our dreams

lets just keep seeking
the land within the mists
of fantasy and waking dreams
maybe we will find perfect love there

will I know when I see it
…it’s a place paradise is made of
If it is, I will stretch out my hands
and guide you…so you can come too.