Sometimes
I cannot breathe, because my lungs are full of you,
And I don't want to let you out,
For you'll get lost in the air around...

Sometimes
I cannot sleep, for as I close my sleepy eyes
I see the smile upon your face,
I feel your hands upon my waist,
I feel my body burning out from inside...

Sometimes
I can't get rid of one occasional silly thought,
That we were always linked together,
Through time and space, through ink and feather,
That I'm unable to break the link and I don't want.

Sometimes
I cannot see the other men, for they aren't you,
And sometimes I love all living creatures,
For it's the feeling's weird feature,
It influences everything in view.

Sometimes
I feel so happy, 'cause my life is full of you...