In circles revolving around the orbits of our lives
Chasing the Will of the Universe,
Somewhere far away, deep within you,
The stars are breaking gently
And unaware are we.
Time; it just sails and it will just sail.
But, the stars are breaking gently and we are unaware
And it may be too late – a little too late –
Before you catch their glow
And love the magic that you have always so desired.