I catch myself Smiling for no reason
Singing, even though there is no Music
Kinder, lighter, as Innocent as a Child
I am better, stronger, than I’ve been
For longer than I can remember
You are the reason that I smile
The reason that I sing
So I wait for you, because you make Me Whole
You make me feel Alive even though I Know
That our Love will be my Death
Oh really? I thought of it, as you said, What appears to be the end for a caterpillar, is really the beginning for a butterfly. I think it’s quite beautiful