Little stars surround your thoughts
Building the infinite recovery in your eyes,
Singing unknown songs next to your ears,
But now they're gone.
You left the sea behind
The sea where we used to dream,
Where I used to sleep with you in the darkest nights
When this world wasd nothing.
You should cry for all these
Thinking at the lost memories.
Is that the life that stops you to be good?
Is that the world that makes you strange?
Beware of all this sadness
Stays the happiness.
But can you find it?
But do you want to?
