Sometimes my mind wanders and I find myself within a cool ocean breeze thinking of you.
With the sun rays darkening the sweat on my back, you are paramount.

Please return my thoughts here intact and with addional heartfilled gestures.

It will never be the same as it was before. Maybe better, maybe worse. Time will be my only sign. I can not reach you through smoke signals that are carried on wind gusts and white squalls. I cannot reach you through open oceans filled with life.

Please speak to me, oh voice from my past and let me know I am doing well in your eyes.

Eu sou filho de meu pai e, embora nós somos diferentes você nunca vai encontrar um homem melhor.


Para todo o sempre.