Basnicky.sk

I want to catch a wind
with my empty hands
but wings of butterflies
take away my thoughts
I can not remember
how it feels
how it taste
when freedom is all yours
in the sky of stars
with the changing shape of moon
I am losing my memories

Lost in the open space
I cry for your touch
in the second of falling star
they tell me about distance
which separate us forever
but I still dreaming
that next morning
will bring me
your smile in new breath

So I am still waiting
and calling for angels
praying them for moment
a little one with you
when in my arms
you give me
again all your smile

Hidden in my eyes
you can not disappear
‘cause you are
so close to my heart
without return ticket
your wing are tight
and the sky is now
left without your light