Shadow’s soars trough naked sky’s
Foot taping on a beat
Ritme of the mind
Hidden past
Memories of us
Stand up hares over my neck
Missing the eyes
Forgiving myself the never-ending pain
Three word’s passing me by
Shutting up
Filling my heart with thought’s
Leaving it for myself
Close the road to the open field
Thing’s have changed
Loving this time
Missing that time
My shadow gives a answer
Hoping time will be
And fuse our minds
Being together not having periods
Shut up and look
Deep in my eyes
See my love
And let the shadow combine our ritme