Nobody warned
It could be this
Close, this strong; that
Over the distances
Love could be painted and the
Epitome of what we started could

Destroy our chaos,
Embarking in our minds that
Love could still be here and will
Always be here

Come closer,
Reality will hit us one day but
Unfortunately for the stars, my love
Zenith found its way to us

Real, tell me
And I will
Make sure that nothing
In this world, not the bumpy
Rails and barricades of
Every tragic incident we have made, could disturb our
Zen.