
I am not a baby anymore
than you are a girl never;
The hours, minutes, seconds
we have traveled together
How could we have known
where we would be now
when I see you in my eyes
And me in your glass palace
reflecting the liquid dreams
forming the shapes of memories?
The shadows of melancholy
cast upon the liquid eyes
filled with emerald dreams
Will be cleared away soon
When your lucky star finds you
and the whole universe conspires
to rebel against the malice of gods.