When will you return Oh, explorer of grief and melancholy When will you return from your trip In the depths of despair When will life finally release its deathly grip around you So that you may smile that familiar smile of yours So I may finally see the smile I live to see
No matter when you come No matter how you return Or in how many pieces I'll be waiting I'll be waiting to see your beautifulΒ Β self again I'll be waiting to sink in the glimmer of your glares No matter how dim it has become I'll be waiting to indulge in the sweetness of your embrace No matter how much life might have bittered its taste To feel the touch of your palm And any cuts life has left behind
And I'll be waiting to nurse back to health To lighten your cosmic glares again To sweeten the taste of your kisses To wash away the dirt withing your cuts To make you smile again
And even if you don't need me to heal I'll be by your side Smiling with you