I stand at the window and wonder ,
what will happen to this world ?
What will happen to these trees ?
will their colour remain green ?
What will happen to these skies ?
will they remain blue or will the clouds just die ?
What will happen to this breeze ?
will it remain cool or burn our face everytime ?
The world stands still ,
the skies bow down ,
everytime you come into sight .
Oh my love ,
sit in front of me ,
and let me fill
my empty heart and my empty vision.
If you asked for a star ,
I’ll bring you the moon ,
I would bring the entire sky
and we’ll sleep right under it
until it’s the next afternoon .