The water falls asleep
In lonely pools
With no one
To dream with
Or smile back at
Only sunshine
And time
The wanderer
Has visions of
A distant land
Where the stones
Can speak
And the sky walks the earth
With stars
All around
Where the sun
Is a sunflower
And it rains
The tears of old gods
He wanders
Searching for his land
His home
The wanderer
Can see his land
Only a little away
But has lost his
Sprit
For as he rested by
A lonley pool
It stole his
Reflection
To be friends
Someone to
Dream with
Someone to smile back
A home
A place where no one is
Lonely
Anymore