I do not claim I'm powerful enough in changes,
'Cause I can't do everything that you want from me...
I do not even claim I am a part of this life
Until all little pieces around vibrate in harmony when I am among them...
I can be stopped from a kiss with a sadden shade of hesitation from your side,
But my love is never stopped.
This is more than we are...
Our roads are tangled together as hair matted in the wind,
But we meet in the same street
Somehow... one day...
By chance...
For a moment and forever...
In the street, someone calls Destiny, though it may have thousands of names,
We are given the key, either we want this or not...
This is more than we are!
But you have hands and you have eyes,
You analyse - and you can choose...
You can throw the key away as a fragment of senseless and useless memories
To the pile of forgotten things, trying "to keep yourself"...
Or you can see a veiled glance of the Universe,
And hear the calling of distant stars,
In the depth of her eyes or in the shade of her voice when she is whispering your name...
And keep it all in a secret pocket next to your heart...
Until you find a magic door.
And after stepping beyond
You are never more covered with the letters of your name...
I will never claim this is in my power to make you believe,
I'm just telling you a story I made
About you and about how one day
You will become more than you are...
More than we are...
For a moment and forever!