Watching through your crystal eyes I fly in the wind of your lies, the wind brings me back by the sea, where the foam of the waves melts with dreams. Crystal drops play with your candid lips while your bitter tears voice whispers "I must leave...", willow weeping has died by the lake of my dreams and the dreams hide your face by the sea... Waving through the ripples, the entrance to reality disappears into obscurity. The dream becomes reality and I can't leave this place, falling in your deep crystal eyes.