When i decide to leave one day,
Will you stop me or will you weep,
Will you take my hand,
And ask me to stay,
Or will you sit beside me, capturing
Our last moments passing away,
Will you understand that i have to go,
That i am a ghost and I can’t stay,
The beaches, the mountains, plains or jungles,
Its my journey, I’ll keep moving away,
Its not that I don’t like it here,
Its a voice in my head,
It won’t stop until i move again,
Now as i move towards the door,
A piece of me i am leaving behind,
I will never tell you this,
But i want you to know,
It will complete me,
If you come along,
Please hug me from behind,
As i move towards the door,
and whisper in my ear,
We are one soul and journey is ours.