I don't know how it happened,
how the picture got in place,
the summertime had faded
while the sun was still engaged
and I saw a new direction
I'd never seen before
and I quickly recognised something
and I wanted it somemore
and I'm closing to the eyes
for the beauty of their soul
it smiles for me familiarly
and it makes me want to know
and I don't know about knowing
but I seek to understand
to sense another feeling
to hold it in my hand
the orphan oriental from the ether of the mind
refuses to be known to me and floats along in time
dancing to the music of the words that know no rhyme
and I'm closing to the eyes
for the beauty of their soul
it smiles for me familiarly
and it makes me want to know
and I don't know about knowing
but I seek to understand
to sense another feeling
to hold it in my hand
there's something in the area
of the riches of the soul
emerging from within silence
when the night has grown old
and it reaches and it touches
and it warms you with a kiss
I think that only lovers
can have recourse to this
and I'm closing to the eyes
for the beauty of their soul
it smiles for me familiarly
and it makes me want to know
and I don't know about knowing
but I seek to understand
to sense another feeling
to hold it in my hand
the universe is changing
in this little world of mine
the stars are rearranging
there is nothing that is defined
I have heard some whispered wisdom
but I've never read the signs
and I'm closing to the eyes
for the beauty of their soul
it smiles for me familiarly
and it makes me want to know
and I don't know about knowing
but I seek to understand
to sense another feeling
to hold it in my hand
