Here I am
Singing soft and soundly
Whispering in your arms around me
Looking at the sky viewing a glimpse of heaven
Turning my back against the underworld
Lying Down as if nothing had happened
Wishing above in this morning light
And keeping myself in touch
Here I am
Playing guitar, lying in this place
Dreaming in this lasting situation
Displeased with this drama
Somewhat Cursing in the wind
Making efforts not to be thrown away
And Concealed in this unknown place
But to be remembered every minute in everyday
Here I am
Wanting to sing all along
Listening to the flow of the wind
To express things not impress
To be with them and extremely hoping for it