Somnambule

The days melt into moments of brief and moments
I no longer recognize myself, all my references lost
I thought I saw the world for what it truly was
But his arrival torments me and yet
I thought I was stronger, worn out by our time
My wounds open for him, shouldn't I lose control
The wind blows eastward, of laughter and caresses
I sway differently

And I am a sleepwalker
My dream becomes silence and I wander without him
The doubts of an unbeliever get lost in the night
And everything has been decided
I only live on ideals, on broken words
I try to be completed
Of love and unknown

And when he embraces me, I no longer feel weak
The challenges of the past seem far away and yet
I know that this trial can destroy forever
The hopes of a life scattered with regrets
And when he looks at me, I feel my heart race
To be without him is a death that slowly approaches
The wind blows eastward, the ocean rocks me
I sway gently