It is easier to run than it is to hide.
Unfortunately, today, I can only crawl,
I don't have the means to fly.
A beautiful disaster, a beautiful drug to breathe.
You make my eyes turn, you make my mind unsheathe.
You've got the face that could frown a thousand smiles.
That elegant beauty that goes further than a vision of a mile.
Someday I will make you see; one day I will make the time.
Show you what's hidden, what's more to fancy.
Show you that you are nothing else but The Sublime.