The days have passed by when
You were the belief in my world
When there were fantasies and illusions
With mirage that would never pass
A gloomy world it would have been
If these were not there

But yet, when
Mirage do not change
Illusions are still illusions
And fantasies remain fantasies,
Even the mind stops
At the new age of dawn
To look at the reality
To understand the world around
Till the previous become precious

And the waiting begins again
Till I see the return
Of what I believed
To touch my illusions
And to feel my thoughts in the queue
Till the time again when,
The mirage become, you.