I always wondered to myself,
What is love? What does it mean?
Is love that one thing,
That binds your heart
And frees your spirit?

I have wondered about love
Whether I would ever find it
Bathe in its presence
Feel its pull
On my delicate heart

I often think
Dream, fantasize
On that love that comes
With the fresh morning sun
And everlasting breeze

Love is like the wind
U can’t see it,
U can only feel it
I wait alone
Waiting to feel it

I see myself
With my girl
Watching the sun rise
Watching the waves fell
Yet who is my girl?

My visions
My dreams
They do not carry her,
I do not see her
I only feel her

Yet what is this feeling?
How do I know?
Know what it is?
Is it love?
That my heart pines for?

I lament
But whats the use?
Would someone actually come?
Maybe my girl perhaps?
Yet I wonder….

I wonder about love
I wonder about us
We as people
How do we find each other?
How do we love each other?

So I sit here and wonder
Wonder about love
Wonder about her
Wonder away
Till the night has gone

I wonder……………..

15-05-2004 Copyright Chan Zhungyi®
Inspired by A Walk To Remember