Gazing blankly, mist caressing her cheek
Drinking from our bliss tonight
Hold me closely, on the balcony
Turn my spirit, let me die
I will be clouds, and I will be rain
The sun will come out when I am away
The tears who follow me will dry from your eyes
The floods left in my wake carve the cracks in your skin
I am the apparition, haunting your dreams
And I am the cold sweat, who echoes when you rise
I am the wind, who whispers what could have been
Eroding a face once full of beauty