Why are you so beautifully broken
Why is your soul so cold
When your fire burns blinding white
When your heart beats its wild wings
Where did you come from
Where will you go
Will your name be the same
On the other side of the dream
Will the colors of your eyes be stained
By the absence of grey skies
When the rain says it's last goodbye
And November never comes around again
Will you remember the echo of the steps
You walked with love
In love
Being love
Will you remember all the names
Love whispered in your ear
When its time to close the curtains
On the final act
Of your last dream
And there behind the curtain
Will you find yourself
No longer cold or broken
Will you see you were always
just beautiful