A place called "Nowhere"
A place called "Nowhere" Our minds clueless and hearts of stone With eyes wide shut We shoot at each other in the dark Hoping to come close and bridge the gap For every two steps forward We take three back Stuck in this fool’s paradise And still hopeful to arrive At the lofty peaks of love Which cannot sustain life Where there is no air It is right there Here This City of Peace A place called “Nowhere” Copyright 2014 The Optimist