Poles of light on the masjid floor
Another world through an open door
Im alive and this is now my faith
For the first time
Maybe I can relate
Bowing down as I touch my knees
Thinking about who’s there to see
Deep inside I feel my soul on fire
To serve is my one desire
Close together in the front row
I remember how the foreign words would flow
Tune my ears into another tongue
How could people ever think its wrong
Daylight comes as I know I it would
On my knees praying like I knew
I would do anything of thats asked
If I thought this breath was to be my last
