Whenever the pounding surf
Keeps us awake...

I could bathe myself unendingly
In golden locks...

In a frenzy of ecstasy,
Her shadow...

To some, love is born with a tender kiss
And to others, it is a biochemical reaction...

The heart is such a tricky thing,
It gently dares perceive...

Blame it on the night
Because you have nothing else to do...

Lie quietly in the bed beside me
And I will read to you what other lovers did...

Morn not for me when I am dead
As after things are clearer...

I look behind me and see the sunsets
and footprints in the paths of places I...

Different psychiatrists
Who depend on strangers...

And now, my soul lies down to sleep
Among the clouds and stars of you...

Everyday that I saw her,
I fell more and more in love...