What is it you desire most
That you seek above all else
That driving thought that pushes you to live
What is it..where does it begin
I want to know all that I can
So I ask the questions over again
Waiting for your well thought out answers
To understand your well thought out plan
And in my confusion I ask again and again

Do your answers match mine
Do you seek what I can find
Looking through the looking glass of time
Surely you're answers reflect mine
And you begin to draw it so I can plainly see
Weaving words through your pictures
It comes slowly to me
The answer is me...