30 October 2007
A love like thisI'm floating away,
like a empty bottle in a tide.
I filled again,
With the tears I've cried.
I sink to the bottom,
like a anchor from a ship.
I'm lifted to the top,
And I'm touched on my lips.
I'm now on board,
the captain of the ship.
You grab my hands,
And touched my finger tips
Take me as far as possible