the very light truns in your eyes the very fire sieze all the breeze of seas that's u shape it as the heart of skies it gleams where the very picture fall down on the ocean of you and me is it meant to be that's not fansy dream it's a lie lies on the grey moon the moon's wrapted in the kingdom of the sarrow grows to blind the sunshine block the feeling in fergile tears they break on broken hopesland they stream to ink of meanings meaning of being fair to where life is meant to be to where u are meant to be a man just a man who lost himself from the past what is meant to be after me ? tell me the last words will come up with me