Last year,
was too much waiting at
dull bus stops on
rainy sunday
afternoons.
And little rambling
in the sun.
Expectations too high
and moments
in vain.

This year,
there will be no pointless
promises of
ever red roses
in winter snow.
And no shy water
in these eyes.
Remember that these
castles belong in
the air.

One day, you will be
gone.
We’ll stumble upon
each other on the street.
But I won’t know
you,
and you won’t know
me.
Maybe I’ll give you a
nod,
and perhaps you’ll say
hello.
As we walk on by,
neither of us will look back.
‘Cause all will be
gone.
When she asks you who
I am,
you’ll say:
«oh, just someone I once knew»
Holding her hand a little
tighter.
Just like that, we will be
gone.
All the fragments of everything
that used to be
alive,
will be washed away,
like patterns
in sand. 
And it will all be
gone.

I’d like to see the world,
from your point of
view.
Crawl inside your mind,
when mine is
blue.

Because yours is always
pink,
like the blossoms on the
cherry tree in
spring.
It’s orange, a hint of gold,
like when the morning
breaks.
It’s white; clear and pure,
like the first snow to
fall.
It’s the banner that paints
the sky after heavy
rain.

So why don’t you let me
into your mind
tonight?
I’m sure you will bring
my thoughts some
light.

At times,
I want to walk in your steps,
and know everything you know,
while,
breathing in the soothing air
you create.

But mostly,
I want to go my own way,
and trust what you won't accept,
while,
breathing in air that stings you
like venom.

Then again,
It might do me well,
to sometimes open up my closed door,
I guess,
your age hides secrets I would like
to know.

Now darling, please,
Won't you bury your armor,
and let your shield down.
Your walls are to high,
for me to climb.
Like a wave, crush it,
what poisons your mind.

Now darling, please,
Let go of your worries,
they can only bring you harm.
Your shadows are too dark,
for me to see.
Your mask, hide it,
and show me those scars.

Now darling, please,
Let me take you home,
to the place only you and I know.
Your heart is too heavy,
for me to know.
My hand, take it,
and I'll lead you through.