If only I had the time
to run through every street
every corner and every road
in the heart of the city
and leave my fingerprint
on every weary building
before I go away.

At least I could say
Yeah, I've touched lives
I left my mark
And so what if it may fade
If the rain comes pouring
And the wind starts blowing
And I get lost again.

Everything was still,
painted in black and white
when the moon looked at me,
keep swimming; it whispered
in that ocean of lucid dreams
drink it in or drown in it
just stay in the water.

And I awoke with a jolt,
my eyes settling slowly
on the dim silhouette
peaking through the curtains;
"Bonjour, le Soleil" I whispered
And I was found once more,
by the only light I knew.