It’s silent and complete this crushing day,
Forgetting me indeed with less to say.

Because baby, when you taught me how to fly,
I was lost, you were out of my blue sky.

I’ve kept on losing  you too many times,
Without a single hope for perfect smiles.

But whenever I feel that burning need to cry,
I look up to you, my warm, bright sun and try,

Just getting lost again within your eyes,
So I can truly feel the touch of paradise.