Figure something out

I've tried to figure you out,
I tried to shape you, 
Out of your likes and dislikes, 
Yes, the blue of the skies, 
The tingling sunshine, 
The wind in your hair, 
and everything else, 
Pretty world no one sees, 
And they call me blind, 
Brushed you out of my mind, 
Made you look like all I wanted, 
But it's not you, it's never you. 
So I go on dancing, roads to beaches, 
Running like a mad under the stars, 
Burning fires, 
From this side to the other, 
What is it the sound of you, 
Is it the symphonies of the sea
Or the cacophonies of a forest, 
I'll go to places I've never seen, 
Maybe you'll be there. 


After many many days something just came out...