Overwhelmed white and thin;
days of wrinkled sheets of paper.
The golden pen gets out of ink-
so many mistakes in the eraser.

When l think about the stars
And how far away they are...

I start wand'ring in fear
and I can't find my place
Since you disappeared
there's gloom in my days

The headache shuts my eyes
and I press my fingers to my nose
The pain makes me realise
without you I'm desperately lost