How many sunsets are you?
How many dusks,
Monsoons,
And breakfasts will we be?

Are you a candle blowing
Or a peeping light right above my window?
Are you the wind that whispers
at midnight?
Or the moon guarding at night?

Do you wanna get real?
Do you wanna feel me in your bones?
This isn’t a laserquest anymore, my dear
You’re a blessing I want to keep in all my tomorrows