The day we first met by coincidence Maybe a warm memory had touched us The sound of my heartbeat That had stopped a long time ago Can be heard especially louder tonight

I hear my pounding heart Memories of you call out to me When I close my eyes, it gets even clearer I try to hold you when I call out to you But the tears flowing down my cheeks answer me instead

Gathering the crumbs of my thoughts Around my feet Are my nails long enough? I can’t pick any of them up Yellow balloons in the sky Telling me to turn on the light and sit During this unexpected journey Have I met a friend?