This room wont contain the happiness
Of my soul when your presence is in touch,
Your beauty is so unreachable even for a man with much luck in his sleeves, you're a rare catch

In my twenty-two consecutive lonely years of breathing
I am here to enjoy this mayhem, there's no stopping.

Such an unusual sight for my sore and weary eyes,
Perfectly unique inside my cosmos
Up all night looking in the skies



Are you a dying star?
Were you a moon in someones planet?
Was I just late?
Would you wake some love in me?