Tonight I felt something was wrong,
a rare atmosphere in my room,
took place a debate between the piece of life
that I’ve got and the one I can’t explain.
Sent the pillow right into my dreams,
ascending in a shiny midair,
where I meet you,
I know I miss you,
I’m going back down.
From inside my closet a dazzling light shimmers,
cannot be real, must be in my head,
then it discloses and sounds spread all around,
I swear I have never done this dream before.
Catch the pillow back in my bed,
descending with gloomy breeze,
were still I meet you,
still I miss you,
I’m going back upward.
My will has been confirmed,
Desires are never eerie,
I allow you in my script,
for I know I need you.