Treasured memory

I felt like flying in the night
And hugging you so hard.
I felt like walking in my past,
Singing loooove forever lasts...
But God, who am I lying to?!
Again my childish dream!
How sweet and how deceiving it can be
my passion,
my desire...
Treasured memory.
That time my weakness was my strength,
And a poem book was tenth...
My night and day...
at the same length,
Because I needed you.