Solitude settled into a harmonious grey
Slowly dissolving in the melancholic blues

Gently sigh as I
Gently smile as I

In my world
Colour is life
Waiting is rule

I listen to wind’s joy
I shake oceans’ sorrow
I melt volcano’s passion
Yet
I can never feel you

Everything here
In you eyes
Is a dream that will never be realized

But you need not wonder
Because I who created this world
Had always been in yours
Waiting to be created