I've been so in love that my body made the choice. My mind was just along for the ride.

And, oh, I've so loved the ride that I declared it with my voice. I sing when I am moved inside.

My body is intelligent.

My heart, a tablet often read.

Oh, but my mind is the one who falls apart, As reality hangs constant as stars.

When I gaze, I do get lost in them, and confusion is my flower's stem.

There is nothing but the expanse above.

Do I follow the night or the traveling Sun?

Oh, if I could live in daydreams and good memories..

I'd never feel the nightly emptiness of longing.