Saturday, September 03, 2005

Hide and Seek



by Howard Jones

There was a time when there was nothing at al
Nothing at all, just a distant hum
There was a being and he lived on his own
He had no one to talk to, and nothing to do
He drew up the plans, learnt to work with his hands
A million years passed by and his work was done
And his words were these...

Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it, hope you find it
Hope you find me in you

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful! All is said.

Anonymous said...

Hey! I am not anonymous...