a tear of loneliness fell down
for memories of a silhuatte
the lonely heart skipped a beat
for things which it has never met
the eyes were deeply touched again
by things they never saw
the gentle arms would kill for this
though it would break the law
two years of craziness have passed
things went on with the flow
some feelings humans can't explain -
somehow they had to go
there's nothing changeable about
the thing that's so called 'space'
my dream stands right in front of me
I don't recognize it's face