Fictional

Blue Lights

Fictional


I am standing at the shore 
see the ferries passing by 
waiting for the final day 
which almost never comes 

I will never understand 
why I've lost you 
remembering your face again 
when I found you 

your hair still smells like the sea 
your blue lips are so cold 
I would really die to see 
your pale skin in the light 

so your'e gone forever 
will never be awake again 
but I am still waiting 
for the day which never comes 

I see blue lights in your eyes 
reflections of another land 
our golden sun will rise 
I will wait untill the end