Happy I feel
when it's the end
of another day
and love flows
through my heart again
like the golden oxygen
You see, it's history
bygone glory
of my mad love affairs
those I painted
when flying too deep
above the sky
And now I'm here
at home alone
yet feeling far
from the meaning
of lonely
And you, my dear
are here too
for in unity
there's always some
me and you