The sun gatters the remains of the days to travel East.
My eyes are to slow tonight, I can't follow.
But in my heart I'm there.
My spine is discovering goosebumps
my thoughts travel further than ever before.
I meet a thousand horisons
but never catch the sun.
The wind wispers I Love You
and in the clouds I meet your eyes.
Now I remember why my heart skips a beat sometimes.