Light in light, shine bright in a blue Heaven,
Stars cascade white as angels delight.
Wait for that thought or maybe a wish,
It is time? is it my time?

Things we would change if given the chance:
New arms, new legs, new eyes or maybe just one.

I’m not a greedy person,
So don’t cry for me,
Whisper gently.
Let me hear your words.
Whisper gently.

Imagine a world without any pain,
Where your thoughts are free from personal gain.
A world full of colour where no evil exists.
Where the light is pure and the canvas is clean.
It is there, where the mind of the artist paints his friend.
Imagination is my friend.