(Look) within months I gave him all of me
Everything I had, to my Mali D
On our last trip together, he handed me the journal, he wanted me to read it
Tentatively I agreed, he smiled (I cried)
Because we both knew page by page he was introducing me to who I really was
It was a time without worldly interruptions
Only consistent awakening experiences that brought me closer to myself with each mile We sailed towards Ria La Puerta
(I'm just as surprised as anyone that I was ever the person I was
Before I sailed across those seas)
There are those that prefer I turn back to the blind woman I was before
Because it makes them a little more, how you say, "comfortable"
You know what the thing about predestination is?
You don't plan it, I didn't atleast
It just happened to be a time when everything in the world agreed with me