Who am I?
I’ve changed, I’m not me any more;
You tell yourself, while walking ashore,
Looking for the horizon, not knowing for sure,
Who you are, and where is the door,
That leads you to your Angel,
The One whom you adore.
You set sail leaving the land,
Hoping that tomorrow you’ll find a Hand,
That guides you tgrough, help you stand,
Once again, even in the deserts, even on the sand.