WHEN WOULD IT BE

Where on the horizon will north meet south?
What's with the question, What is it all about
When will black mixed with white not be gray?
What is with May and December anyway? 

So would two different worlds meet by the way?
And should you care? or would I dare?

What stroke of fate brought you into my life
Why do I now dream of your smile each night 
Life used to be so simple then, isn't it right?
You don't search, you don't find, oh so trite.

Now my heart is screaming Stop! 
Don't let this happen so fast!
I don't want to be foolish Again
... Not again... not over again

How would two different worlds meet?
Not meant to be ... just not meant to be...
Like the sun which does not shine on the West
Not meant to be ... Not meant to be...

Oh What freak of circumstance 
So would there be a chance
that our paths would cross even just for once 
Would there be? 
Oh please let it be
I am hoping can't you see?

But Why do I resist?
Or Should I not insist?
Well 'cause there is no certainty
And that is the Reality
At the very least I should say
you'll eventually sail away...

Should we let things be
Care not of uncertainty
Let the sun rise in the east
Then let fate take care of the rest

Just let each day be its best
No questions asked of the day's quest
If it should come ...Then It would come 
someday you'll see... You'll be right here beside me, 'twill be!