Still...

Hi... Here I am, in these lonely hours... As they are, when we find in our eyes, the pain of our delusions... I don't wonder about myself, or what we were lost in ourselves... There are times that I feel alone... These rare moments when I can turn to our arms, and feel our love... Maybe in a glance, maybe in a kiss, maybe in a hug... All we are... When I can find us in our words... I feel our hearts lost in a unthinkable distance... The same of the sunset on the horizon... The same of the sea... As we could never touch it... Just this confidence that love is still to be... Even apart from our worlds... The more I look to these empty room, the more I am chained to our lost memories... As I could steal a tear we've shared, or a smile we've lighted... I don't know about tomorrow... Our faith is our only true... Years have passed through this existence... And this feeling of life is just to remind me that I am still here, somehow... 

Dream

Missing you... How about these lonely letters... Oh, my love... Where are you in this sad room? 'Cause I touched your hand by the morning... Not a second for our illusion... Carrying my ring back... Sometimes I wish I could erase it all, as nothing is real anymore... But when I think about that distant day, when nothing else would hurt us anymore, as our lives could be forgotten, and our dream, I only could wait for those tears always to heavy for our existence... The tears washed by the rain... The tears drained by our blood... The tears dried by deserts... Death seduces me all the time... With your love... And when I am to gave into night... It's morning again... And when I feel the first rays of light through my window, I can dream of you for one more second for our illusion, my love...