In Time

Where warm gentle breeze touches my face,
And where wind slowly brushes my hair,
Where the wild flowers dances infront of my eyes,
And tall green grass bow when I walk by,
Will you take me to that places again?
Places where you and I had been...

Will I listen to the whisper of the ocean?
And will leave my footprint behind?
Will the wave erase my existance?
And still see myself in a distant?
Will you continue to built a castle on the sand?
Even when my heart is already gone?

Will I feel love again...
Even my heart still drown in pain...?
Will I feel happiness...
Even all infront of me is loneliness...?
Will I disappear into the crowd?
And to stranger's face...will I fall in love...?