It's Karma, It's Meant to be...

Why did you come into my life?
And when you did, why did you have to vanish?
When I ask, you tell me it’s karma
It’s meant to be
And I keep asking…
 
I did not wait for you before
I always knew I would be part of you
And when I’m part of you, why should I still wait for you?
You say it’s karma and it’s meant to be…
 
I know nothing about destiny or fortune or karma
I believe no luck, no fate
We’re away and that I hate
That we have to be the way we are is what you say we have to be
And I nod. So, we be...
 
It was way better when I had not known you
That way I would’ve never missed you, never bothered
But now, I’m scattered and ruptured
Why is it, why was it, who does it?
 
I stare in your eyes, they emerge and fill my skies
I can see all of myself, I enter and I swim and flow down
As tears I run down and slide on your cheeks
I kiss those lips, paint myself red
I fall from the skies deep into some hell
And then it’s all over like a beautiful dream
And once again I ask why!
You fill the dark deep skies again that night
And whisper to me that it’s karma and meant to be

I hear some lullaby and lay
In my dreams you come and say
We’re near, aren’t we?