Is this a hymn?
Is this a love song?
Something ancient by a poet
Maybe Hafiz, maybe Rumi
Is he thinking about two hearts
Searching in the darkness?
Or is he thinking about fishing?
The tune seems sad, but are the words sad?
What's he saying?
Is he praying?
And why does it get to me?
Is he lonely?
Maybe reaching out for someone
Look at me, maybe I'm the one who's fishing
Everyday you stare to the west, to the south
You can see for miles, but things never change
Then honey in your ears, spice in your mouth
Nothing's as surprising as the taste of something strange
And here's this man right here beside me
Kind of deep and kind of cute in his Sargent Pepper's suit
Is this my sheikh?
Is this my Omar Sharif?
Well, I know it's something different
Itgara'a
Who is this man right here beside me?
Closer by an inch or two my cheek would touch his ear
What is he thinking?
What does he wish for?
Is he thinking about wishing?
Something new I've never seen before
Through this walls I've built
This gates I protect
Something new I didn't notice I was hoping for
Nothing is as beautiful as something that you don't expect
Look at those hands
Those are not young hands
But they move like they are swimming through the music
Through the music
And I don't know what I feel
And I don't know what I know
All I know is I feel something different
Itgara'a
He makes me feel something different