Our hopes stand in front of the gullible nature of life
We ride at the backs of wishes
Our future, always ripe with rife
Leaving us with words muttered with if onlys
If only the day was bright
And hadn’t fallen rain
If quickly came the night
And living was no pain
But the day was a beautiful mess
And the winds blew harsh
But time was hardly pressed
And the clouds hid all stars
If night could say how many eyes are fixed
On her dark shadow, while creation sleeps
If heavenly dews could tell how many tears have mixed
With the crystal-like drops that nature weeps
If echo rising from your magic throne
Repeat with your soothing voice
Each timid sigh, each whispered word and tone
Which makes my listening heart rejoice
If only I could count
The number of times my heart forgot to beat
And when it does, the manner in which it pounds
Whenever our eyes meet
If only I could read and reread between the lines
And tell when and how I gradually fell for you
If only I could curse you to forever remain mine
And show you why I wonna be true
Life tears us apart with ifs and buts
Does steal away all our happiness
Wounding our dreams with bruises and cuts
Alas for such, we have no redress
