I remember a time,
it was all a waiste,
like some evil crime,
against efficiency and haste,

but with you it's not the same,
like a dream I never had,
it's this tainted mind I have to blame,
this dream just makes me sad,

though it's not your fault,
you still think it is,
endless appologies with no halt,
the heart you have is his,

this time is not yet waisted,
as it was before,
sudenly I've tasted,
all there is and more,

an infinite joy in life,
you've brought this gift to me,
saving me from an endless strife,
the illision that I am free.