All of my fragments lead me back to you Despite it all—I know It's always uncertain to what we conceived may happen Fate might be cruel but it's certain To a degree that it can only be attained if both are willing
Like tulips, I'll make a world— full of gardens full of you I'll rain it all with my reign to see you grow But you will only look up to the sun
Conscious to believe what is worth remembering I'll never forget— Your smile, your laugh, your dances Your beautiful everything— in everything that you do
Like the moon— Cracked on crevices of his demeanor Those are tears that dried up That no longer perceived as ethereal He can only refract from the sun
And you will never be mine I have always known this Your tulip heart— only belongs to the sun