Sun shines through us and we feel so clean,
We protect ourselves from all what's wrong and mean,
Building castles of our memories
Of our dreams of being overseas,
We're creations able to create,
Minded creatures working on our fate,
We reflect and seal all things we feel
And you know that all of it is real,
You're back at home and former your addictions
Are back to be your personal restrictions,
We know not much, but what we feel is huge
Still now you might just feel yourself a stooge,
And I might be another drilling burden
I get under your skin, confuse your nerves,
Who's current and who is your former,
Who is your lantern, who's your driving force,
This choice, I know, brings you in agony
But you should know - for me it's not a game,
Not seeking thrills nor acting absently,
Not doing it for fun or foolish fame,
I look into your eyes, I hear your voice,
And what I feel the kids don't feel to toys,
I want to give exactly what I get
And make you sometimes warm and sometimes wet,
You said one thing I constantly recall
Repeating in my mind when giving you a call -
Green trees beneath and sun is right above,
It is the best of times to fall in love.
