Where art thou?
My beautiful rose, my starry night;
Beyond the cloud-covered sky;
My confidant in this mad world;
The lover of my flawed nature;
I have something to share with you;
Something stirring within my soul;
Deep inside;
Hidden from the eyes of my mind;
But felt by the broken hands of my heart
Hidden from the closest to me;
But heard by the furthest away;
This desire unknown to me;
Will be fully quenched by you;
This pain I feel;
Can only be healed with the bandages of your soul
So where art thou my lover?
Time is running out;
I raise my voice for you;
But the world drowns out my shout.