I try to find another word
to describe loneliness;
so I make it weigh lighter
and give a rest to my shoulders.
It's heavy this word,
heavier than I thought.
I feel the gravity shallow my soul,
my smile, my strength, my whole.
But something's pink inside my blue
it's my dreams that coming true,
the appreciation of what I got
although I've no one to see that.
So, like the sunset,
- pink and blue -
I'm going down
and let the moon
rise up high
in the dark
to light the way
and find my path.
I know that nightfall
brings the dawn,
so I'll wait patiently
inside the black
until this path
bring me my sun.