I stared into space,
Pain in my 'heart'
We were twelve of us,
In Jupiter.
And only I felt the pain.
Painful pain.
And when ghostie looked closely,
He said something was growing on me-
Like a wild flower.
And I could feel it in my deepest insides,
But I couldn't let it
because,
that is simply impossible.
Nothing should grow,
in my heart.

I remember the first time I saw you,
I sank into those beautiful pools,
Felt the love in your touch,
Saw the love in your eyes,
You were my angel
I'd go through hell to have you.

But there's no hell,
I can't have you,
And that's my greatest pain.