Don't despair my weakness; I will be home before nightfall, it's just a small journey to shadow land.
I bring impressions to their life, and my bag is almost unfilled.
I miss you, I crave for home. Your smile is catching my recollections, yet the world needs you, my beloved.
The flowers in those secret gardens are humming your name. 
I need you, my makeup is flaking,and baby, oh baby, you own the colors, and the world is yours.