Find somewhere for me when I'm crying,
Nowhere near a pedestal,
Search out an alcove while I'm dying,
Where the rains does not touch,
Where the dramas disintegrate into nothing much,
Speak to me softly,
It's so loud outside,
Find me a some solice, where I can spare two minutes to hide.
Talk me out from slumber,
Trick me into daylight,
Lets lay our fingerprints into the snow,
Where only we really know,
Before the cherry trees blossom,
Tell me jokes and stories my darling,
Slip away with any fairies,
Fall asleep to the orchestra of starlings.