A secret ocean
and a fear that’s sailing
stands speechless and defines
half of my life
a suitcase and a glare
wait on a rock
oh God, if only it was a lie
if only you had never left
Love is the cure to illness
to leave from my life’s pain
I hide a secret in my heart
prayer to the evening post
I will return with two wings
and the lire’s song
for love to become a flower
and the area will be starlit
Love is the cure to illness
to leave from my life’s pain
I hide a secret in my heart
prayer to the evening post