she still don't speak to me..

it's been a long time, i saw her in my sleep..
but i know she's somewhere in me..somewhere deep..

i'm feeling restless..i'm feeling incomplete..
my mind is somewhere..i'm going somewhere..no co-ordination with my feet..

and then, i see her again..sitting next to me..
my eyes into her eyes..in those..its me..i can see..

i want to forward my hand to hold her's..
but i'm afraid..i don't want to wake up..it'd be a curse..

"hey..i want to say something" i said..
but, she still don't speak to me..making me dead..

though, i can read her eyes..i know what she wants to say..
she'll say something..i'm waiting for that day..

still,i dont have any complaint..
this picture of her..i really want to paint..

i see her face then see into the sky..
thinking..will she be with me..will be my life..

i turned to her..and was about to say my line..
she stopped me..it's not the time..

but she still don't speak to me..
i'll wait for her words..that will set me free..