• My eyes,
    They stray from face to face.
    They wander,
    They wonder, what is this place?
    Is this my happy medium?
    The one that controls my dreams,
    Night after night?
    And if you ask it of me,
    I will fight for it.
    And maybe in this world I cannot describe,
    Love will again be mine.

    But this is just a fantasy.
    And for me it will never be reality.