As I think of him, all my misery disappear
As I dream of him, there is no more fear
When I hear his voice, I feel secured
When he talks to me, I know I am loved
When he holds my hand, how lucky I am
When he hugs me tight, I can see only light,
Of the sparkling stars above, of that eternal night,
That I will always rememeber with my burning heart.
(poem ecris pour moi par Elle)
As I dream of him, there is no more fear
When I hear his voice, I feel secured
When he talks to me, I know I am loved
When he holds my hand, how lucky I am
When he hugs me tight, I can see only light,
Of the sparkling stars above, of that eternal night,
That I will always rememeber with my burning heart.
(poem ecris pour moi par Elle)