Flying by as the wind unleashed,
Souls I see, beloved they be.
His hands hold mine, blessed I am,
Always, always a lifeline it be.
Purpose I shall always hold mine,
Love, love and abundant love to all.
Dreams I have, Wishes more so,
Thus pain is born in souls I love.
I drain life off the happy hearts,
Cursed I am to be strangely made.
My heart burns, eyes brim over,
Lost between their love and my whims.
Guilt drowns my soul and being,
If only I was a girl without wants.
For nothing more do I desire,
Than their happy hearts.