i started as a pinkish sleeping creature
when i woke up
it doesnt matter to me
where my body goes

its gone they didnt notice
for they knew
i was with the mighty one
the light she deserves

will serve as a gift
an innocent, fresh at the start
yet a guiding light
keeping you on the line

it is nothing but a light
somebody ask
nobody dared understood
it tell of a nice bonnets and a seashore

someday, you sit beside me
and speak on how you were going
as if a guradian on fall
and a light that shines above