Lyrics

Is that really who you are?
A feather,
Flowing through the air.
A star in the night sky,
So far away.
A melody,
That I've never heard before.
Or perhaps,
A rose from the Eden Garden,
Given to the first woman.

Is that really who we are?
A shade of a clear sky,
Painted on the ocean.
A tear,
Fallen from the eye of the beloved.
Perhaps a dream,
Feels real yet imaginary.

Is that really who you are?
A rainbow,
Full of colors but doesn't last forever.
A kiss,
That came into existence out of love.
Or perhaps a morning of winter,
Cold yet soothing.

Is that really who we are?
Two strings of a guitar,
Together in a melody but always apart.
A glass full of sorrow,
That I drank in a sip.
Or perhaps a mirror,
Reflects all of me but nothing of yours.