I come back to my providence
with the fear I might find her
My fears are rightfull
she's there

I become weak, very weak
but happy, I frown.
My eyes glue to her,
to that wonderful thing.

Suddenly I find what I haven't had
ever!
It's something deep inside me
the courage to face her.

Then I approach her.
She smiles back at me…
…I walk slowly…
…I feal my feet want to give away…

Then I face her
and when I'm just about to say it
how I feel
I hear this sound

The sound is loud, it's weird,
and I'm the only one hearing it.
Then I realise wht it is
and everything fades away.

I find it's the alarm to my existance;
my pathetic existance…
I get up, ready to face the new day;
with her on my mind…