Each moment I'm away from you
A time I count as a time to suffer
Your scent, I recognize in seconds
Your voice, reminds of the glory
And your form is that of ambrosia
The beauty in you perfected, deep
Your spirit and your outer being
All remind me of Heaven's hills
There's nothing about you impure
And I long to be with you, there
Laying in peace, hand in your hand
Looking into Elysium's forever sky
I long for you, will look for you
I will search into the final lands
Led by my senses, all my life
To be with breath, still I rise
For there in the perfect place
I will be yours without worry
You, the only one, in my eyes
