There is a place called No Land,
that's where
I am today.
It has not color or substance,
so very
flat and gray.
I am no longer searching
for a long
lost love of mine,
Since hearts that are broken
are all
that I can find.
Could I but see you now,
so soon,
I would say
That taken to No Land is where
that I will
stay.
No Land is barren, and so
cold to the touch,
Maps that are charted there
will not
point to much.
So if you would see me,
just look
into your heart,
For that's the only place from
which I
cannot part.
I take the path to No Land,
my luggage
is all packed,
My ticket is only for one way,
there is no coming
back
Kay Ekwall©1999