You pop into my head,and suddenly i can see,
i can't say a thing when people ask me about myself
i don't know who i am,beacuse you moulded me.
I am here,where you left me,behind the closed doors,
it seems like i have lost my true form,
so what is my name now if i can't call myself "Yours"?

You wear the halo like a crown,
you come from heavens in the nights,
and you leave me with a shimmeting dawn,
gleaming with the stars that revolve around you.