I could have been away with you
But I was blind, so blind not seeing
the hidden treasures of your soul
Behind your gentle way of being...
...
I crave to see your green light eyes,
You shouldn't be a dream at all,
I'm always thirsty for those kisses,
I wouldn't mind a summer rainfall.
...
I used to be the raging sea,
The stormy mighty nature,
That often searched inside to see,
If there is any soul to capture.
...