I was the girl at the terrace
Playing my guitar while I reminisce,
Tears were falling
But nobody seems to notice,
You wake up early, every morning
To assist us in everything;
To touch us with your caring hand
And kiss us before you see us gone.
As I look up into the sky
I always ask myself, why?
I can stare at you for a long time
And how you make me feel high…
I waited from sunrise to sunset,
While enjoying the tranquility beset.
Cool breeze gently pats my skin,
Embracing myself, looking blankly, seeing nothing.