CHASING AFTER THE WIND

CHASING AFTER THE WIND

Faster, faster, faster I run

Catching up to you is all that matters

For your love has won my heart.

But the faster I run, the farther you become

Your heart now like a shadow

Which I can never touch

Then I keep asking:

Can I please a soul

That has sworn to hate?

Can I sing a love song

To lull a hater to sleep?

It's soon dawns on me

No amount of love lavished

On the wall of a rusty heart

Can lubricate it cranking wheels

No laser of rays beamed

Can illuminate it darkest chamber

This I have learnt.

Trying to win the heart of a hater

Is a mirage

Like chasing after the wind

Love is expensive

When discretion is at bay

But love becomes cheap

When sentiment rules the heart.