Forsaken by a love dream to last forever
Staying clear but now it’s over
Met a love that’s meant to be forbidden
But of many rules, some are meant to be broken

Deep but immature the wind has to be
But now the dream has forgotten she
Will the air ever exists
If she, he doesn’t miss?

Will she ever give her heart away
To the air she breath today?
Will he love her like the moon
And find her in his arms soon?

Well, oh, well, love is everything
And if he stays the same
The air wouldn’t be lame. . .

Must it be a forbidden falling?
But the air is free to break the rules. . .