Oh yea, dancing in the presence of light,
I dream of you with open eyes in sight.
Leave your make-up on so you can look beautiful in my dreams,
hand in hand friends is we'll always be it seems.
Where are you? where am I? A day without seeing you smile,
I'd rather die, curl up and eternally cry,
but as I see the morning sky, birds up high,
form a mirage to show me your final goodbye.