When he tells me a story
          There is no worry
          No need to hurry
          It's like a story
          From places far away
          I would listen
          As stars glisten
          Like cherry blossoms
          On a blue summer dress
          On our own Milky Way
          There is a scent
          Of yet to be discovered land
          A land of unknown fruits
          Of gents and brutes
          Of colors and shades
          As he stares
          Into my eyes I deny
          My very existence
          In ignorance and bliss



          I had never known why
          I always wanted to leave
          Leave to be anywhere
          Sail to the unknown
          While unknown was scary
          Scarier was to be here
          With me and no one else
          If it'd mean to stay
          As I watch him leave
          To the land of strange names
          No one ever heard or uttered
          My heart would shrink and shudder
          If I see him with another
          But with me and no one else
          I'd rather let ships sink
          Mark his name with my ink
          And let the unknown take the lead