This is the beautiful unfolding, I've waited so very long for. I wonder, if maybe, maybe, maybe I could be, all you ever dreamed. You are beautiful inside, so lovely and I, can't see why I never saw this before. Maybe, maybe, maybe - I've been blind for so long, no more cold days in December. Finally finding peace, the saving grace I desired; just when I thought I'd given up for good this time. In this place I have to call home without you, not how I planned it, but it never is;; is this the end of the moment? The time where the happiness begins and the pain is gone? Blue skies, starry skies, mine fields are empty, but I'm invincible anyway.