Empty Room
In his empty room
No one came, even once,
He built so many dreams
With all his heart
In a lonely noon he found
All the dreams are drowned,
And so, now, he cannot see
Yellow birds in the sky
Green leaves, a golden beam
The white moon in the dark night,
Never charmed by the beauties
That are playing around him,
But, silently, a new strange dream
Growing up, slowly, inside
About a girl he has not seen
But he wants to know so badly
What she thinks, how she feels
He is in what he thinks
But no answer comes out to show
That love has already grown
For the girl never came
But her shadow did
...To change everything.