in my early years i got to find you it felt so real for you were always around me then suddenly i realized it that not everyone was as privileged a bit scary that i alone felt you the easy road was just to hide it so i did it quite well so no one could have noticed except for the big smile on my face then a time came as i grew older for the flower to blossom or to pass away to follow you or to follow my friends a graceful decision was made waiting patiently for my heart to alter waiting patiently in his grace and goodness he waits for me patiently in his grace and goodness he waits for me patiently and for my heart 
['icelandic pop']