I have never thanked you,
for the conversations.

I have never thanked you,
for the smile.

I have never thanked you,
for asking me how i'm really doing.

I have never thanked you,
for staying alive.

Thank you,
thank you.

As Icarus,
I was truly blinded.

As a sun,
With you only,
My day and night divided.

If I'll ever tried to reach you,
I would have to fly too high.

But I needed you,
Like my mother's lullaby.

You are my sun,
I wanted to get rid of the - "I".

I wanted to make it - "Us",
But I have failed, as Icarus.

Ever since I was a kid,
The answer was deeply hid -

Am I unique?
Or am I just a part of something big?