In Contemplation

Heir of the sun, is he
Born from warmth
Was he always there with me?

Born from my mouth
From these hands
Filled with love and filled with strength
Soon he’ll leave again

But this is

All i can give
This is all i could give

Hold on to the strings of life
These tears flow by themselves

All i can give
This is all
I cannot give more
This is all i can give