I want you to know what I wish for
When I look at the stars for hours at night.
I want you to know who my eyes long to see
When I walk in the crowded road,
Lost in my own dreams.
I want you to know what do I think about,
When I’m sitting still,
Staring blankly at the window.
Don’t ever wonder,
And don’t, if ever, question me,
The very existence of you in my prayers.