
In the lord's home
While praying I ask
To the wise statue
Standing for a task
Explain me once
What is love ?
Is it escape
Or bending curve
Is it sacrifice
Or luxury to choose
Is it pain
Or illusion to loose
Is it bond
Or tempting distance
Is it feelings
Or mocking instance
Is it dream
Or just desire
Is it hope
Or killing fire
Is it ego
Or matter of pride
Is it journey
Or mere a ride
Is it truth
Or just a fight
Is it wait
Or just a sight
Is it trust
Or just passion
Is it will
Or just obsession
Is it test
Or just a comment
Is it patience
Or just a moment
The statue refuses to budge
And smiling it stands
When I expect it to judge
With my folded hands
In this court of faith
lives a divine power
Then why in matter of love
Nobody wants to answer ?