I’m lost between what’s wrong and right.
For days I’m watching you growing into that wonderful man you’ll never be, for nights I’m visiting you to hold you tight.
Even if my heart is growing cold, your sheets and your body are still warm.
“Cedric” I wake you up gently, my hands all over you, my lips tasting you, my heart belonging to you.
You never refuse me; you’re mine, we’re bond, forever, but this time is not our time.
All your fortresses go down in the night, to the dawn I can see you through.
“Arthur…I’ll wait for you”