The innocence of sleeping children
Dressed in white and slowly dreaming
I slow my steps and start to blur
So many years have filled my heart
I never thought I'd say those words
The very first time I saw your face
I thought of a song and quickly changed the tune
The very first time I touched your skin
I thought of a story and rushed to reach the end too soon
And so the fall came, thirteen years
A shiny ring, and how I could forget your name
The air no longer in my throat
Another perfect lie is choked
But it always feels the same
Dressed in red and yellow
Sleeping children, in their blue soft rooms