What is the Sun, without his rays?

What is a night, without 2 days?

What lights up her eyes, on the hills of east?

What is Beauty, without her beast?

How sweet can be longing, without real space?

How real can be love, without a face?

Oh how she blooms, the lily; in his gaze

Like unfinished business, from another time & place

We've unfinished business, from another time & place

Unfinished business, (from) another time & place

She whispers these words

As she cradles his face

"What is the Sun without his rays?

What is a night, without 2 days?

How sweet can be longing without real space?

How real can be love, without this face?"

We've unfinished business

Now's the Time, and Place

-Suraj Mani