Could you open a window
let some sun reach in
the flow of fresh air
unleash the shadows within
Could you dry up the tears
that havent fallen yet
erase the need
and help to forget
you are a constant stream of sunligth
on this greenblue soul
the golden hero of love
shining on me as I would reach my goal
The wounded without a cry
so silent on my knees
forming the word to you
an unspoken and trembling: please...