A gentle touch of white
Purity in the black
A camouflage of what
That may come tomorrow
A shimmer of white
Against my darkened sky
A silent coldness that fall
To kill a lonely heart
... A World where the People don't Dream is a World where the People are Dead ...
(Incomplete Meaning, 14.05.09)
Like the sun that graces
My everyday
You are there
You make me, sometimes
(Only you, can make me feel)
Afraid of the coming night
And the tomorrow after, For I
don’t want to wake up alone
And so sing me my lullaby
A sweet love ballad
The last thing, the last memory
Before I fall asleep
(Always, I wish)
The first sight, the first touch
When I awaken
(Always, I wish)
I want it to be you
Pat my head gently then
(I don’t mind if it is you)
Like that, I
Like a good child, I
will sleep
On my dream sky, I
will gather them all
The twinkling stars,To
string my feelings through, And
bestow the moon locket, a kiss
Shining love in my hands, I
want to give you
And at the end of dream
The gate that I go through
How many times, but always
I know you will wait there
And your hand too, for mine
(Always, I wish, forever)
Together then, we shall walk
Towards another new day
(Always, I wish, forever)








