I close my eyes
to be with him;
I send him my dreams, in a paper boat,
submerged in the ocean,
that sails straight to his heart.
And it returns to me, floating on a song
where his skin forms the lines;
and he returns to me, wrapped in a sunrise
that awakened with an "I love you."
The wind blows and speaks to me of you,
in that language that makes me smile;
and it transports me to the place
where my dreams become real.
And it returns to me, floating on a song
where his skin forms the lines;
and he returns to me, wrapped in a sunrise
that awakened with an "I love you."