Faintly, carried by the wind
Nothing more than a wish
Sycamore shade
Under which you dreamt
Buries more than you know
Sandy wiles rebuff
As the gifts of a king
Fall through your fingertips
How could it be destiny
If it was written in the stars
Why so easily lost
As if written in the sand
The wind will flip another page
Although there may be war ahead
Maktub, 'it is written'
Your lover waits
Calling your name
She sends you kisses on the wind
You must pray to God
Fall on your knees
To know how it truly is
How could it be destiny
If it was written in the stars
Why so easily lost
As if written in the sand
The wind will flip another page