Wishes always seem to be so unreal 
I don't know why you are in my room
you can touch my face another time
I don't know why you feel so cold. 
There is a reason if we are near
unveil me the secrets
of this dreaming spell.
I cannot see another tear
from the window of your heart
and in this afternoon
I'm scared of another fear
to see the future of this life
without a reason! 
Touch the weathered flowers 
in your hands 
the petals seem to cry alone 
waiting for the smiling 
of your eyes 
a light that I, 
I can't forget...