What makes it come? Why does it go?

Only the wise will ever know.

I've known love, but I'll never see.

It's still a mystery to me.

It's still a mystery to me,

How sweet or bitter love can be.

I've seen love, but I'll never see

The secrets of love's mystery.

I love the way it makes me feel

When the mystery of love is real.

Life has purpose, and it may seem

As though we're living in a dream.

Sometimes even the best dreams end,

And broken hearts are Hell to mend.

You search your mind trying to be

The one who solves the mystery.

Why do you love the one you do?

Why is she so special to you?

That's something that will always be

The biggest mystery to me.

For some, it's easy to forget.

For me, it hasn't happened yet.

Why it is I may never know,

But I can't let her memory go.

Someone may come to show the way

And brighten up a cloudy day.

Then blue skies and sunshine will be

Part of our love's sweet mystery.

                                                                                                             Saif Malik