-Unknown Hand-

My voice eat by my heart's deafening beat
No matter how I tried to catch my breath.
Why I couldn't reach for it?
Everytime I'll try, still in the end
I burst into cry...
Why i have this kind of life?

A faint sound then i hear...
someone is calling me out there
Lending His hand to show me where.
My confused mind starts to think
Who is this man or is he a King?

Slowly i walked in my trembling knees,
Crossed-palm i walk through the street.
Finding answers to my curiosity
Who is behind the hand so good to me.

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