Wishes always seem to be so unreal I don't know why you are in my room you can touch my face another time I don't know why you feel so cold. There is a reason if we are near unveil me the secrets of this dreaming spell. I cannot see another tear from the window of your heart and in this afternoon I'm scared of another fear to see the future of this life without a reason! Touch the weathered flowers in your hands the petals seem to cry alone waiting for the smiling of your eyes a light that I, I can't forget...