Questions At Hand

Asked if I had ever known your nameI replied it sometimes slips awayAnswers now like sand shall fill my handsslipping through my fingers to the floorand blown awaySomewhere out beyond our reachlie the answers to the questions at handTime survives and all that's left is dustWe respond to music of the earthOur hands touch and to its tune we danceIs our kiss just sand thrown to the windWhere does it go!Somewhere out beyond our reachlie the answers to the questions at handI, I could never find solace in another eyeand then you came into my lifeOh I, I've come out from the cold alone I walk a broken roadThrough wind I heard you callingNow my eyes can cut a path into your light