There are still places of you for me to go,
theres still of you to see.

   In all this darkness that I let surround me,
there are always small flashes of light that
fly through me.

There you are, in my dark abode, I use words
to describe your silhouette in this gentle
twilight.

I have so much beauty around me, that the
darkness turns into light and my world is, again,
lit up...

   And I'm shown the way, through the desert
and up the mountains, across the world and into
your room...

... when I wake up, what I find next to me, is you.

Dreams slowly fade, my body awakes to find
the same pleasant darkness.
I fall asleep again, and wait until the darkness
turns into light.