Just a little longer (I will survive)

Let me write your dreams

Ones you could not dare to speak

Let them live on my diary pages

And hold them down into the cages.

I know you are scared they will break free,

the little magical sparrow

With giggles under its wings,

is now afraid of its own shadow.

But there lives my promise

For as long as I have before perish

All you fear, fears itself

You’ll be fine with or without my help.

Dearest little bird, fly a little higher, dream a little more

Talk to the clouds, sit beneath the stars, you will again be whole.