You are not able to understand imprisonment
The yellow light in the garden
Thirteen pieces of years dropped
To the pillow on my bunk
You grew up babe as well
You have the longing I have the loving
Evenings turn into nights
Nights make way for daytime
Do not stare at darkness
Do not look for me over there
I am in the sun
Look for me in the mornings
I am coming one day as well
Grow love in your hands
Evenings turned into nights
Nights make way for daytime