When your heart starts to race, when your eyes shine, when your soul ignites, and you just forget about the rest of the world, forget about your fears, your troubles, your distress... It's all in the past now. It's all in the past to stay.
You hear someone's voice. You see someone's name. You only dare whisper, not to scare in away.
You think it's an illusion, a beautiful illusion, and you pray it stays. And never ever ends.
